What’s the most important thing in life?
What can you not part with?
What’s the most valuable possession you own?
Asked a friend to me once ..
I looked at her, not because I was confused, not because I didn’t know, but because I had an answer.
And then I smiled and said it out aloud… freedom…
The freedom to live, the freedom to be happy, the freedom to make mistakes, the freedom to learn, to rise up again.
I recently learnt the importance of it when I lost it.
I dreaded it, I craved to be set free, I tried to get used to it, I hated every moment of it and then I found the strength to find it again .
My freedom, to be me and to live my life.
Never again to be lost..
Never again …