Could it be that aging has allowed me to slow down,
to catch up with myself?
A hand on my shoulder and a gentle turn.
A moment of recognition as I realize what I’ve learned.
Not sure why it took so long,
just know finding myself was a reunion long in the making.
Maybe the time taken was just the right amount of time for taking?
Each path is unique.
As are we.
©December 2016, Christina Anne Hawthorne