Thank You, Apartment, for Who I’ve Become Here

Most of what I’ve written in the past year came about on this sofa.

Today saw the last leisurely morning I will spend in this apartment. It is, as many endings often are, a bittersweet closing to a chapter in the book of my life.

I have lived here for just over a year; here, in this place which I found because at the time I found it, I deeply needed space.

Space to settle, space to grow, space to explore some uncharted depths of my heart and my soul.

A Place to Grow

I have learned, in my 35 years here on earth, that space is vital to a healing and growing heart.

There are few things like space which can so quickly either make or break your spirit.

After all, if you have never had the space to learn the sound of your own voice, how are you to do so in the company of others?

If you continue to stay in a space which activates your deepest shadows without end, how are you to ever come up for air to breathe?

And so, for the past year, I have given myself this space, and right alongside it, I have watched myself shift and transform into the person I am today.

Nothing Happens in a Vacuum

What stands out the strongest during my time in this apartment is the way in which my…