
I’ve heard it said that it’s important to find your people — that place you belong where your talents are celebrated, and your quirks embraced. Where you can unapologetically be yourself. Where being a misnomer – finding the who. The place doesn’t matter, it’s the people there that make up the tribe.
It took me so long time 0to find my tribe. To find my purpose. To find my calling.
I am a writer. My brother and sister writers are my people. For once, I feel like I don’t have to explain myself. I can just be.
I can breathe easy.
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