The higher I climbed,
The further I strayed,
Blind to the signs,
Too bold to be swayed.
And yet, in the breaking,
I found something trueâ
The fall was the path that led me to you.
Author's Note*
There is a moment in every journey where the ground crumbles beneath you. The plans you made, the dreams you held, the identity you once clung toâit all begins to slip through your fingers like sand. At first, you resist, fighting against the inevitable, grasping for anything to keep you afloat. But the truth about falling is that it isn't just about losing your footingâit's about losing the illusions you once mistook for stability.
For me, it was painful. The fall strip away the familiar and forced me to confront the parts of myself that were built on shaky ground. But within that descent lies a hidden grace. Because when everything I thought I was shattered, I was finally free to become who I was meant to be.
This is the moment where everything changed. Not because I planned it, but because life demanded it. And as I brace for impact, I came to understandâthis fall is not my end. It is the beginning.