I received my compass from my brother’s girlfriend. She and I have a *very* similar past and it means the world that she gifted this compass to me. Over the last year I’ve built myself up in ways I never could have imagined given the things I’ve lived through in the last two years. The giver of my compass never left my side through any of this and I cannot wait for the day when I see the need for my compass in someone else so I can pass it along to carry on a chance to rest, rebuild, and renew.
“Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over, it became a butterfly.”