Gradual
I used to play dress-up
And not on Halloween
During the middle of the summer
And run and scream
Into the backyard, where the sandbox lied
I remember sitting dazzled inside
The sun seemed so bright
On island time, but in a small Pennsylvanian town
No worries, cares or Donald Trump’s insight
Fast forward 18 years
Cue a bad high school heartbreak
Friends who tried to share advice, but weren’t always quit right
Cue my first day in college
Shooing my parents away
Cue my own heartbreak
They only wanted to be there for me
Cue quitting my first job at 23 because I didn’t see a purpose in the work I was carrying out
The only ones there for me, were those I shooed away on my first day
Cue pursuing my passion for helping others … with a social work master’s degree
Life is a gradual state of learning
Happening at the right time, for me