They say it takes a village. And now I understand. Life hasn’t always been easy. Some days… I barely understand myself. My mind gets loud. My thoughts run wild. But I’m trying. Every single day. To heal. To grow. And see the beauty in the world around me. To the ones who stayed… Thank you. For your patience. The little check-ins. For loving me through all my different stages. I hope you know… I see you too. You keep kicking your rocks. I’ll keep skipping mine. We’re all just trying to make it through this life. Between the trees… Where the world slows down. I’ve got my village still standing around. Through the good days. And the harder times. We’re building this life… One puzzled piece at a time. Still skipping mine. Still skipping mine. To my family. My friends. And my Ghosties too. Some of you I’ve known for years. Some of you I’ve never met. But you’ve helped me more than you probably know. A message. A phone call. Somebody asking if I’m doing okay. Sometimes… It’s those little things that help me through the day. I don’t need a hundred people. Just the ones who mean it when they say… “I’m here.” And I hope you know… I’m here for you too. You keep kicking your rocks. I’ll keep skipping mine. We’re all just trying to make it through this life. Between the trees… Where the world slows down. I’ve got my village still standing around. Through the good days. And the harder times. We’re building this life… One puzzled piece at a time. Still skipping mine. Still skipping mine. I’ve made mistakes. I’ve lost people. I’ve had days where I questioned everything. But I’m still here. Still learning. Still trying. And I’m thankful I don’t have to do it alone. We don’t always understand what somebody else is carrying. But we can still be kind. Kindness… Doesn’t cost a dang thing. You keep kicking your rocks. I’ll keep skipping mine. I’m learning to love this beautiful life. Between the trees… Where the world slows down. I’ve got my people right here with me now. Through the good days. And the harder times. We’re building this life… One puzzled piece at a time. Still skipping mine. Still skipping mine. So let’s paint some rocks today. A heart. A butterfly. A few simple words… You matter. Leave one somewhere for somebody to find. You never know what someone else is going through. To my family… My tribe… My little village… Thank you. For helping me keep going. For reminding me there’s still so much life to live between the trees. You are seen. You are loved. You matter. Always.
