My Tribe

Once upon a time, life as I knew it began to fall apart.

I tried my best to keep it together.

But what goes up, must come down –

and damn did everything come crashing down.

When everything I knew life to be fell to ruins,

I looked around and saw that I was not alone.

My tribe was there, waiting to catch me,

refusing to let me fall straight on my face.

Those I’ve known through different stages of my life gathered,

helping me clean the mess life can sometimes make.

The immense amount of love and support was overwhelmingly beautiful.

I’ll never forget the love and unity I received during my rainy days.

I think back to it now and can confidently say: I didn’t do it alone.

I am strong because the people around me lift me up.

Life never goes as planned.

But there is no way I can ever lose in life

when I have loved ones cheering me on from the sidelines.

Blessed is an understatement.

I’m so thankful for my tribe.

You know who you are.