I’ve come a long way from those humble beginnings. I’ve built up things better and stronger then they were before, the mortar for my foundation has the proper mixture this time.
I’d finally stop running and rebelling from the one person that was with me and carried me through all those hard times in my life.
Maybe it comes with age, but I’m in a place of peace and acceptance now. Anxiety and depression plague me from time to time and…
It’s not easy but it is possible. You are the one on this journey, no one else, so don’t let people tell you what to do or influence you to do something different than what you know to be true for you.
Growth led to more understanding and that understanding showed me there is no shame in asking for help.
I’ve been able to focus my attention on much more important things, like myself and God and doing the next best thing.
Sharing a laugh, embracing in a hug, holding hands, talking in conversation — the kind of stuff that can’t be wrapped in paper and a bow.
One day a brave man came into my life. He gained my trust. He was gentle and kind, and I was not. I never liked anyone who got too close to me, yet his persistence and patience was intriguing to me.
I’ve been givin’ so many “Second Chances” that it almost seems ridiculous,. How could one escape death so many times without a greater power intervening?