Perspective changes all the time. Relationships change all the time. Everything changes in every moment in some way, but the true test of anything's value is what happens with that change.
Some will blow away in the space of a breath, like a feather in the wind. Others will slide out of sight like a piece of loose ice on a frozen lake.
A few, though, will burrow down a little farther with each tiny nudge until they take up permanent residence deep inside of me. These are the ones that become a part of me: the ones I hold closest to my heart: the ones I must learn not to hold onto too tightly for fear of damaging their fragile perfection: the ones that need room to grow in order to thrive.
They are those tiny voices that urge me to keep going, striving to become a better me in whatever way I can.
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