Learning to Meet Myself Where I Am

Sitting with the Discomfort

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I am learning to meet myself here.

About Me — Olivia Love

Not where I’d imagined I would be by now,

not in the finished house,

or my flourishing garden,

the life with enough room

for all the things I have been longing to create.

But here.

The Woman I Return To

Among the half-finished rooms,

the unexpected expenses,

the walls that need mending,

the endless list of things

that demand my hands

before they will allow my heart to wander.

I came here to begin again.