Sprite’s Keeper – “Waiting”
I spent my life waiting. It seemed like forever.
I was a late bloomer. Life was difficult being a bud among blossoms.
I only wanted to be one of “them”. I thought my time would never come.
Little did I know I needed to accept myself for others to accept me in return.
I was not writing my own story.
I yearned for acceptance. I just wanted to fit in.
If I couldn’t be one of them, why couldn’t I be a rare orchid?
Somehow, I managed to blend in. I became who “they” wanted me to be.
I was playing the character I thought written for me.
I was standing outside of my life waiting for an invitation to participate in it.
I ran away from myself time after time.
I was afraid of finding there might be something wonderful in being different.
Or maybe I feared more that I really wasn’t so unique after all.
Life took me down many paths of waiting, wandering, and wondering
…until I met myself head on.
I am right where I belong. I am living my story as I write it.