She is me. The one you see, who loves hard and let's go slowly, then all at once. The all or nothing, the one with the big heart, so much soul, enough love for everyone, but sometimes she forgets to give some of that to herself. Lost at times, but never so much, that she forgets who she is. The crown gets heavy sometimes, so she takes it off, passes it to you, passes it to me. So many shoes to fill, and they don't always fit. She wears them anyway. All the roles she plays, with no applause, she's still smiling. It's her turn soon. That woman you see, who seems as though she's changed, hasn't changed, she has grown, and finally realized that her time is now, right now. Not after everyone else, not one day, not some day, right now. She's earned that crown. Throw out all the shoes that never quite fit, she only needs to fill her own now. She is me. That woman, she's been such a long time coming. She is you. The one who tried to save everyone else, finally saved herself. This is her time now. So many beautiful chapters, but this next one.... Is just for her. And it's about anything she wants. But mostly about her finally living as loud as she wants. She is me. She is you. She is all of us.