One foot at a time

Walk with your chin up. Shoulders back. Heel first.

Don’t let them see your fear.

Brisk strides. Sure footed.

It doesn’t matter that some wounds are still bleeding

That the nightmares still creep up on you at night.

Be.

Bright as the sun.

All devouring. A fire through dried grass.

Let them draw their own conclusions.

Have your own standards. Your own expectations.