Part 13 – Exactly Where I Am
from Confessions of a Late Bloomer

At 46, almost 47, life looks nothing like the version I mapped out in my twenties.
There’s no partner, no porch swing, no one to text “I’m home.”
But there’s presence. And peace.
And a quiet knowing that I didn’t miss out, I simply rerouted.

This piece is about rewriting the story of what it means to “arrive,”
and finding beauty in the unexpected version of your own life.

Because maybe you’re not behind.
You’re not late.
You’re not unfinished.
Maybe… you’re exactly where you’re meant to be.

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