the demand of becoming

“You feeling okay?” Gale asked her as he ducked his chin to meet her gaze. 

Tiffany’s eyes hovered somewhere above the floor. She caught him in a quick glance as she exhaled an anxious breath. 

“You can do this,” he encouraged as she slowly began to pace the room. 

“I know…” she responded slowly, pulling in a large inhale. “That’s just it though.” 

Gale furrowed his brow as he waited for more. 

Tiffany paused in the middle of the room, centering her thoughts. She closed her eyes for a moment as she tapped into the root of her uncertainties.

“It’s not about what this will require me to do,” she explained, “it’s about who it will demand that I become.” 

- b

January 29, 2021