“Despite the tragedy, there was beauty in the cracks.
We shared the scars of our survival.”
It was the breaking. That beautiful moment when I knew everything had changed. The moment I realized I wouldn’t be in this dark prison forever. It was the moment I knew I wasn’t the only one falling apart. I wasn’t the only one learning to breathe fire. Learning how to stand tall. Learning to use my voice once again. Despite the tragedy, there was beauty in the cracks. We shared the scars of our survival.
And there will be more as we overcome it all. Rise up when we are finally ready.
© Sarah Doughty
And that day will come.
Together we will rise.