FROM WATCHING… TO BELONGING
At first, he was always at a distance.
Sitting alone while others lived together.
No space for him.
No place to belong.
Just a quiet presence on the edge of everything.
But time has a way of changing things.
Slowly.
Gently.
Now, he sits closer.
Stays longer.
And sometimes… he’s no longer alone.
Because belonging isn’t something you force.
It’s something that grows.
Moment by moment.
Until one day, you realize…
You’re finally part of something.
