My grandmother always told me

The only constant in life is change

As a young child

I found this concept rather strange

Plenty of things were constant

But as a child, your world is so small

As I grew into adulthood

I found the world is truly not small at all

There are few things you can rely on

At times, not even yourself

But if one thing is certain

It’s that change cannot be left on the shelf

In a life full of pain, loss, and sorrow

We may feel stuck, unable to move

But there will always be another tomorrow

We can stay in place, or march forward with the rest

The world will not wait for us to make a choice

Life is not a practice test

Embrace the change, or stay the same

It’s up to you in the end

You’ll look back one day and see who you stayed

Or who you became.