Was
outside earlier this evening when the littlest thing reminded me of the
better part of my childhood. Want to know what it was? The single most
solitary firefly. When I saw it, I stopped and stared. I remembered my
old home; the trees, the brilliant emerald grass, and the warm breeze
that gave fireflies a reason to dance around. The old basketball hoop
that stood out by the road where my little
sister and I competed against my parents during the twilight hours.
This simplistic memory melted my heart and made me crave those better
days. Before my relationship with my family tanked. Before I was ever
truly unhappy due to my uncertainty of my sexuality. But then I stop and
thought about it. I am as happy as I was back then. I have a family.
Whether i see them or not, I have not changed. I have simply become a
better person. But I will smile back on those memories and I hope to
have them forever.
I am proud of who I have become. No matter the decision I have made. I will step up and take the consequences. I want my friends, family, and wife to be proud of the person I've become. ....I am proud of how far I've come and I will look
back and learn from misfortune and guilt and strive for a pride and joy.
