The tower is falling. As I sit here and watch a tower of boxes tumble to the ground. The distant memories stowed away crumble on the floor. And when the commotion is over, I face all the broken parts of my past. Itβs time to let go. Itβs time to forgive. β’ Itβs self care Sunday, make sure to tend to the demons that follow you. Itβs okay to face them, you are strong. Have a fantastic day!