A year later…

I’m better now than I was then.
My every day’s been meaningful.
I’ve shouldered much of what I could,
Enduring much of what I could.

I’ve failed and failed and failed again.
Of course, I’ve cribbed.
Of course, complained.
And still, I’ve showed up once again.

For all the goals I’ve missed to reach,
– I’ve sabotaged a few myself –
I’ve done some things I’ve never done.
I’ve grown in ways I’ve never grown.

I thank this year for training me.
For challenging me every day.
For showing me how strong I am.
For showing me what I can do.

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