This is the last post that I will write on meaningful ramblings. This is because I know that this part of my life is over. The last 10 years on this journey have been absolutely wonderful and even the times when I didn't/couldn't write I felt like this place was a constant friend, waiting for a time when I felt ready to come back. Meaningful Ramblings absorbed so much of my pain and heartbreak, so much of my identity crises as I grew up. It was a way I entertained myself and others, where I wrote my hopes and dreams and fears and the words always came the fastest here. I write this with my heart and mind awash with memories, shedding tears for a time that is undoubtedly over. I cannot fully explain my reason for this except that I am no longer the same person. Something in me shifted as I realise that the girl finally became woman. Even though yes, I know that we are a sum of all our experiences, I feel like I cannot fully explore the wonders of this womanhood on this bl
Sometimes she forgets that she is the sun, the moon and the stars Sometimes she forgets that she is the roaring ocean and all its waves Sometimes she forgets that she is the tornado in all its terrible glory Sometimes she forgets that she is the volcano, fire, waiting Sometimes she forgets that she is the cause Sometimes she forgets her power And then she remembers.