The Hero I Was Waiting For

To the little girl who used to look at the horizon and wonder when help would arrive:

​I see you.

I remember the weight of that question you carried: "Who saves us?"

​For a long time, you thought the answer was a person, a change in circumstances, or some far-off "someday."

You spent so much energy looking outward, waiting for a hand to reach down and pull you into the clear.

You thought being "saved" meant being carried.

​But I have a secret to tell you, and it’s the most important thing I’ve ever learned.

​We save us.

​It wasn't a knight or a miracle that got us through the hardest nights.

It was your quiet decision to get out of bed.

It was your bravery in speaking your truth when your voice was shaking.

It was the way you learned to turn your pain into a path for others to follow.

​Every time you chose to keep going, you were saving me. And every time I choose to heal, to lead, and to grow today,

I am saving you.

​We aren't waiting for a savior anymore. We are the rescue team.

We are the strength we were looking for all along.

​With all my love and pride,

​Your Future Self

"I read these words in Jessica Jocelyn's 'Girl Remastered' and it felt like a bell ringing in my soul. How many of us are still waiting for a rescue that is already sitting inside of us?"

'WHO SAVES US?'

'I saw her sitting there,

a younger, smaller version of me,

at 9 vears old, sitting on my childhood bed

I slowly walked to her and knelt.

I took her hands in mine.

she looked up at me and with a small voice asked. "does it get any better?"

" I squeezed her hands. "not for a long time. it doesn't get better for a long time.

she closed her eyes and tears streamed down her face.

I let go of her hands and placed mine around her small face.

"does anyone end up saving us?" she softly asked. I smiled.

"yes."' I said she then looked at me, hopeful.

"who saves us?" she asked.

I smiled even bigger. "we do. we save ourselves."'

By Jessica Jocelyn 'Girl Remastered'

(Check her out! She has sooo many amazing powerful poems, that most could probably relate them just like I do! )

"If you could tell your younger self one thing about how strong they actually are, what would it be?"

With love and light,

Kimmi Hope ❤️