I am midway through my 69th trip around the sun, and only now am I even beginning to feel really comfortable in my own skin. There is so much more to learn. Of that I am sure. But lately, for what seems the first time, I find myself catching glimpses of my place in the world and can actually own the legitimacy of my being here. I regret all those moments, all those days and months and years, when I didn’t believe I was worthy of belonging. If time travel were suddenly to become possible, I would be tempted to go back to some early point in my life and whisper in my ear that the voice in my head telling me I was unworthy was simply not true. But, of course, I would not have been able to truly hear such a whisper, much less actually believe it. It took me as long as it took to reach this point. There is no going back. There is only going on from here. A quote I read yesterday sums it up quite nicely. “Though no one can go back and make a brand new start, anyone can start from now and make a brand new end.” And so, for as long as I have left, whether that be an hour or a couple of decades, I will endeavor to savor each and every moment, astounded by the amazing gift of this life, and believing that I am, in fact, worthy to be here. And so are you. One moment, one breath, one heart beat at a time.