Why am I Where I am?

I have no idea.

And yet—I am.

So while I’m here,

I shall trust.

Trust—that I can only be where I am.

Trust—because I know that my soul would never steer me wrong.

Trust—because of my knowing.

A knowing that has been with me my entire life.

A knowing that I sometimes chose to ignore.

Looking the other way.

Convincing myself that I was doing the right thing.

All—in order to be a good girl.

Make my parents proud.

Fit in.

But—I’ve never fit in.

Ever.

So—when that little tap on my heart

shoved me out the door of my life—

I trusted.

Trusted—that all would be well.

Trusted—that I could never really make a mistake.

Not when I’m following my heart.

Not when I’m trusting.

Why am I where I am?

I have no idea.

But I know—that I am.

Sj Hylton LeHoven