Every day, my community makes me grow.

Through their support; through the ways they challenge me…even if unintentionally.

Sometimes in ways that make my heart glad.

Sometimes in ways that make me frustrated or sad.

From the people who give up their seats for the pregnant or elderly. To those who, without my consent, hug me and bother me.

They teach me to be kind to be a good person to others.

Or set boundaries and be a good person to myself.

They reflect a mirror back to me so I can see how to be the best version of me that I can.

I send thanks to my community.