i am grateful for my imperfections

raw and messy at times.

in my youth they cast shadows

of doubt and self-loathing.

in the ?wisdom? of my life's afternoon sky

they are the root of my vulnerability

and my empathy.

they have brought me to humble.

they will fuel my courage.

i will befriend them.

What imperfections are you befriending? What drives your courage?

Leave me a message and let me know.