The person that I was twelve years ago,
I know I wouldn’t recognize today.
I’ve changed a lot, we both agree; although,
A little piece of that ‘old’ me must stay.
I’ll use that part to keep me on my toes,
for days when life would knock me to the ground;
To lean into the cold wind when it blows,
To hold onto this inner peace I’ve found.
You walked beside me through my darkest fears,
and gently held the space for me to cry.
You even taught me to accept my tears
and not insist I find a reason why.
No words exist to properly express
this gratitude I feel for our success.
2/21/24
Karen McCaskey 