I'm glad that things have changed the way that they have.
I'm still me, but then again, not really.
I still get jealous. I still cry.
I still hug. I still love.
But it feels so different. Not the kind of different that used to scare me a month ago.
This different is something that can be embraced. Something that I can cling on to.
Something with hope.
No one really gives hope credit. But we really do need it. And that's what I have now.
Just hope.
It's a beautiful thing, you know?
Welcome back, Rachel :)
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