Why did I drag my feet so long ? Allowing life to steal from my spirit. I became comfortable and complacent. I thought I was routed with golden handcuffs, which now I realize were just metal shackles around my ankles... anchoring me in place... disabling my ability to move forward in my life, the ability to move anywhere.
Nothing changes until something moves. I finally gathered the strength not just to get up and go, but to move... to change my life, leave everything I was holding onto so tightly go and when I did, I realized I had wings and could fly. Just like the fairies I love... I have wings with which to fly, songs to sing... eyes to see beauty in life.
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