I’ve often heard that what sets apart children from adults is their innocence and worldview. They are not corrupted by practicality and a way of life that caters to adults. They do what their heart desires. They dream without any limits. And they don’t wear masks.
I have always been open about how I feel. And in a recent conversation with an admirable woman, I learnt about the legacy she wants to leave behind. She said she wanted to be remembered as honest and kind. In that spirit, I have written a micro story on Instagram today.
I want to tell you a story. Of a girl just like Alice. It was 6 years ago. She had a pretty pink bow in her hair and she was happy. She was in love. With a boy who took this photograph of her. She thought she would never find love again because they went their separate ways. It took 6 long years. For her to realise she had found love again. Only this time it wasn’t a boy. It was spring and she was in love. With the weather, the colour pink and most importantly, life. She had chosen to embrace everything about herself. And she was truly happy being who she was. She was in love. She was her best self. The little girl, like Alice, had grown up! She still wore a floral tiara but her heart was golden like the sun. ❤️
I want to take you along on the journey as I find myself in this new avatar. And show you how you could embrace yourself too. Will you join me? Double tap on Instagram, shout out to me on any social media platform, leave a comment below. I’ll be waiting to hear from you. :*