What Do I Love the Most?

My freedom.

I love most the fact that I am free to love myself.

I love the steps that have taken me here.

Every blessed step.

The hurt.

The pain.

The challenges.

The despair.

The fear.

I love giving up on everything I knew.

So there was room to search.

I love that in the emptiness of my heart there were answers.

They came from different directions.

Directions I would have never considered before.

So you see, I had to be emptied until I could be filled.


© 2011 Kathryn Hardage