I don't want to be profound. I want to be honest, ridiculously, embarrassingly, worthy of ridicule and shame, just honest. I've stumbled and fumbled my way through love until I've come face to face with all of me. Every disturbing facet of me and my longing to be loved back. I can look at myself now and my experiences and feel free, truly free. I've gained a humbling degree of subtle yet simple understanding. Yes, this unintentional wanderer has received the gift of understanding of the things I once stood in judgement of. This is enough and I am so thankful.