There’s an age-old expression, “birds of a feather flock together”, and when I was younger, I tried my best to fit in. Mainly, because I wanted to be accepted. Now that I’m older, I’ve chosen to distance myself from the crowd. When I moved from flock to flock, I noticed one thing; I was ready to soar, but they had no desire to fly. I cherished my wings, and considered them to be meaningful, because I knew they were going to carry me far in life. On the other hand, they didn’t see the value in theirs, and felt there wasn’t a need for them. Besides, they had no intentions on using them anyway. From that point forward, I knew I had to break free. Had I stayed, they would have debilitated my wings, because they didn’t want me to rise above them. I’ve come to the realization, that all birds don’t want to fly. Many of them choose to stay grounded, because the idea of reaching new heights scares them. The others, however, don’t want to go higher, because they are satisfied with where they are. Thank God I’m not! When I look back on all the times I’ve tried to fit in, I now know why I couldn’t. My wings were bigger than theirs! As cliché as it sounds, I was born to fly, so it’s only natural that I go up!
Just because someone doesn’t want to go higher in life, doesn’t mean you have to stay with them. I’d rather look down and see how far I’ve come, than look up and regret not spreading my wings!
Until next time my NOTE takers!