“Because true belonging only happens when we present our authentic, imperfect selves to the world, our sense of belonging can never be greater than our level of self-acceptance.” ― Brené Brown
• Libby Hill Park • Richmond, Virginia •
She grabbed my attention from the second I saw her. She was walking so fast around the park I could barely keep up. Dressed in her fine vintage red coat and red rimmed glasses, she just looked like she belonged, and I knew I had to catch up and ask her for a photo.
She told me she was a 40 year resident, who has enjoyed the view from the neighborhood park ever since.
I somehow saw myself in her –– years ahead –– walking around a place that I loved so dearly, reminiscing on the beautiful life that has been mine to live.
Reality is, I don't know where I will be in the future, but for a moment, I felt like I had a glimpse into my own. Just walking around the world, enjoying myself, fully content, looking like I completely belonged.
Maybe I don't have to wait, perhaps this is who I have been all along, and I am just now starting to see it.
A tumbleweed soul, with the heart of an oak. Growing roots in Richmond, Virginia.