Reflection

Astronomers have discovered that we are, in fact, composed of stardust.  Our molecules were derived from the explosions of supernovae, otherwise known as the catastrophic moments when stars die.
 
In my early childhood years I spent a great deal of time outdoors.  Though my parents were nearby I recall experiencing tremendous adventures traversing the strange parallels where the edge of the wood coincided with my own imagination.  It was in these fantastic places that my identity was born.
 
In my adolescence I became lost. 

As I crossed into adulthood I had given up on myself, and in many ways I was slipping away. 

Golden by Maia Bissette 2011

Then I met a good man.  Over the past seven years my love and I have struggled to find peace and resolution, and by golly, I think we've done it.  We have discovered a means of recognition, finding comfort in the fact that our existence is intertwined with the vast network of the universe.  Understanding the importance of these findings and clarifying a dynamic between us has allowed us to maintain a balance in our lives. This in turn has provided strength in the establishment of our own maturing identities.