Dena, that's exactly what I was feeling when I wrote it. Sometimes I look back at certain chapters of my life and they feel so distant that they almost belong to someone else. Yet somehow all those versions are still part of and have made up who I am today. Thank you for sharing this. ❤️
“Versions of myself that existed only in those places and times.”
That line stopped me. I’ve lived so many lives in so many places that sometimes it feels like each chapter belonged to a different person.
Dena, that's exactly what I was feeling when I wrote it. Sometimes I look back at certain chapters of my life and they feel so distant that they almost belong to someone else. Yet somehow all those versions are still part of and have made up who I am today. Thank you for sharing this. ❤️