In my reflection is:
A story of resiliency,
The secure embrace of gratitude,
A symbol of hope.

In my eyes, I see:
Scars that have faded,
An eager, childlike whimsy,
The anticipation of the future.

On my face are:
Lessons learned,
A sigh of relief,
A loving promise to myself.

I lift my hand.
The woman looking back at me
Does the same.
We touch.

“Thank you.”