Still Growing

In these times I know my mind.

It is not like before,

in those days of forget fullness and rage.

I  used to sit in quiet moments,

tears rolling down my face

for the woman I could be, but was not.

Somewhere in my heart ,

I know I was waiting for someone to take my hand,

releasing me from those fears.

Now I look back upon those days

some sorrow remains,

but mostly joy

for the woman I have become.

I am still growing .

Those memories matter only in passing,

for they help me to see

how far I have come.