By all appearances, I had created a great life. As it turned out, though, it wasn’t a life I loved; a life that reflected me. I had created a life based on someone else’s vision. Because regardless of the choices I made—or didn’t make—along the way, I had forgotten one thing…
Where I belong
Time and time again I have searched for where I belong, trying to find my place. At first blush it sounds kind of sad, like I have never found my place or where I belonged. That’s not true. Many times in my life I have found my place and been exactly where I belonged. The trouble always came when I forgot where that place is—always within me—and started relying on and identifying my belonging as something outside myself.