Just the Way You Are

by Beth Moran

I wasn’t sure what I enjoyed most – doing what I liked, or finally discovering what it was I liked to do.

I would have missed all of this, if I’d listened to the guilt and the fear.

I felt a fleeting pang of regret that I had no one to share this with, before shaking my head at the concept that you have to share something in order to fully appreciate it. I’d experienced a moment of magic, and that was something to treasure.