She had not considered
the way her struggles nourished her,
kneaded her stubbornness
into fragrant bread for mana.
There is wisdom in challenge.
She had not realized
the way her pains would assist her,
pause her mouth and still her ego
when friendship called for sensitivity.
There is respect in pain.
She had not imagined
the way her laughter would complete her,
pull her out of dark drafts of despair
into a moment of hopeful sunlight.
There is intelligence in comedy.
She had not anticipated
the way her eccentricity would teach her,
make her learn to drum a tune
not in keeping with that of others.
There is value in being yourself.