Boho chick

The many faces of shyness a woman can have after a long ordeal of losing herself is quite the display of innocence. Exploring who she is now with wild abandonment.

No longer scared of who she might step on or who might be hurt. This traveled road is about her. Finding who she is.

Sure the observant, quiet one she once was is still there but not any longer to hide her. Those qualities in her is now there to help her grow. Help her find the balance of her freeness.

That is the key to the resurfacing of myself. Leaning into digging deeper into knowing me and what my weaknesses are so I can improve.

And yes by far I am still quiet, shy and observant but I am also wild, free and vibrant. All parts of me growing. Building this wonderful woman I hope to be.

A new beginning. New friendships and old ones forged stronger. So I am capable of really being that bohemian child I once was but a little more reserved in areas.

Not a bad combination when it helps me become stronger and more alive than before.

And finally happy.

That is how a woman survives. She picks up her pieces. Tosses them in a bag to take home and slowly repair herself.

That is how any man or woman survives. You live and learn. Forge those friendships stronger and eventally nothing tears you down.

Believe me. I have been there and thus boho chick is free. Nomadic, redheaded and absolutely happy to be herself. Freely.