Sometimes your village is smaller than you imagined

 Sometimes your village is smaller than you imagined.

It’s not made up of a crowd.
It’s just you and the one who never stopped choosing you.
The one who holds you when you feel like you're falling apart.
The one who helps you pick up the pieces, over and over again.

Together, you show up tired.
You show up unsure.
But you still show up.

You built this little life with love, with sacrifice, with quiet strength no one else sees.
And maybe it’s not loud.
Maybe it’s not picture perfect.

But it’s yours.
And it’s enough.
It always has been.