I am different. That much is definite.

So many aspects in my life have changed. Pretty sure I'd have to say the last 5 years have taught me more than the 18 preceding it. And even though I may not want to acknowledge or give credit where credit is due I know deep down where my grasp on life has come from.

I don't regret things these days. They were learning curves, lessons, experiences to take from. And I have.

I am trying so much harder, to that extent that it is almost like I am not trying. I am trying so much harder to just let life just happen without forcing it. And yes that may not make sense to you but it does to me.

I am not that social sponge anymore. I am not that always-in-control person. I am not that anally-retentive woman. I am different to the girl who became Littlespoon almost 3 years ago. Sure I still have my symmetrical hangups but I call that a quirk - makes it easier to accept. And yes, I may be defined as a mother, a student, a worker and a friend. But I am me, as strange as it reads. I am me and that 'me' is a someone. Someone who has changed.

I am in a place that is in a space that is good.

I am good.

I am happy.

I know who I am these days.

And so it is with that I leave here. This isn't my place, it never was. The new shades represent and stand for so much more than just black, grey and white - at least to me. It is here my memories shall remain but not my presence.

Kia kaha SitD.