She has a story.

Past.

Present.

Future.

Dream.

In her story there is a past filled with scars, fading marks, memories of which she cherishes and memories of which she wishes would leave her. There are people who have come and walked along the pages she writes. Those who have stayed and continue to play a role. And others who have come to only help her write a sentence. There are chapters that she wishes could be erased but knows deep down that, if erased, she would lose apart of who she is.

From her past she builds a future. In her future lives her dream. In that dream there are hopes and wishes and with those, builds her story; brick by brick...day by day. Walking through with a direction in mind all while being taken by the breath of the wind. Not knowing exactly where or how the next chapter will be written but trusting that wherever it is and however it may be will bring her to destiny.

{She lives in the moment but always looks to the future at the same time, never forgetting her past.}