Unexpected Timing

This isn't the life I saw myself living at 28, but I am learning to like it. Love it, even. With lots of grace and forgiveness for myself and the reasons that I am here. The past is slowly becoming irrelevant enough that my future feels hopeful. For so long there was a fear that I would carry the wounds with me forever. S..l..o..w..l..y they seem to be healing. And while the scars remain, they do not hurt. New experiences, reasons, and people to make me smile. The smiles come easier and more often these days. And the best ones are from unexpected places and timing.