I pictured more love.
But mostly love.
I thought I would be happier than I am.
I didn't realize this until I reached the end of my carefully planned, written path.
Now, I'm facing the typical ... "what now?"
Looking around my life I noticed nothing was where I wanted it to be.
I am grateful for the things I learned.
I am grateful for the people I let go of.
At this point in life it seems I'm just scared to move forward.
I just didn't think my life would be here