In every bend of this little mountain town, I have a sweet, sweet memory that speaks to everything I became because of it.
But earlier this year, when COVID hit and we felt the pull of every social, environmental, personal tragedy that we thought a year could hold — I convinced myself that this was it — this was all this place could hold for me too.
&& so I left.
Coming back has me feeling every wave of emotion that I’ve opened myself to the feeling since I turned 18 and now, so much more ~~
I’m reflecting in terms of worth and value and validation and I’m realizing how wrong I was to look for it in a job, or in a place, or in other people
because all of it lived in me all along.
I am my worth. I am my value. I am my validation. And that’s enough.
putting this here, because maybe these mountains, in their quiet waking moments, can you give you this peace as well.
&& baby, we’re all gold
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I’ll be back Appalachia, I’ll always be back.