There are parts of my body I can no longer reach. I feel this distance growing every day, this dependency settling in a little more. Even the thought of bending over or stretching feels like a task I no longer have the energy for.

And yet, strangely enough, I love this feeling. Every new limit I discover is a reminder of how far I’ve come, of every step I’ve taken to become who I am today. Can you imagine what it feels like to experience this every day? 🥵