My life is falling together, not apart.
That is the way I choose to look at it, anyway. Everything is finally falling together. All my lost dreams finally have a chance for a true resurrection. Living a life of mediocrity was starting to get uncomfortable yet I sat with it. For more years than I should have, but I sat with it because I was afraid. But in my heart a war was raging. I wanted more. I needed more. I deserved more. My soul felt like it was starving for something real.
Then one day I decided my soul could no longer take not feeling what it was supposed to be feeling... it needed more. And so, changed happened. Hard decisions were made. Hearts were broken, Tears were shed, over and over. Having your life fall together is usually not easy. It's most likely going to be really painful and hard. What looks like a fall apart, is actually a fall together. You are now finding who you are, what you want, what you need, what you're made of. And you grow, grow, grow.
You grow into a different version of yourself, and if done right... a wiser, gentler, kinder, stronger, more loving version of yourself. Each life lesson gives us the opportunity to become all of these things if we use that pain for purpose.
I know that I am exactly where I am meant to be at this moment in time, for a greater purpose. That's not to say any of this will be easy. Life is never easy. It's not a fairy tale, as much as I wish it was. It's not. It's both beautiful and ugly. But living a life that feels true and authentic is always worth it.
We get through the pain and then fall into something better. Something worth the risk. Something we had let die a long time ago, and revive it. Our dreams. Our hearts. Our desires. Our love. Ourselves.
And that is worth falling together for.