It can be done.

I say those words out loud to myself.

It’s the thought that’s been dancing in my head for a while.

Shifting.

Changing something in a tiny way and altering the path.

Small shifts.

No grand sweeping changes. Those are too overwhelming.

No changing mindsets or feelings. That is too forced. That cannot happen overnight.

Shifting.

Saying no one time instead of yes.

Quietly and with love choosing what is best for me at that moment.

Allowing space to mourn the past but recognize one thought about the future.

With each small shift, walking a path close to the one I’m on, but slightly different.

Shifting from time to time, altering my journey.

Shifting until one day, I have walked away from who I was and have become who I am supposed to be.