God would explain everything to me, he would cry with me and tell funny jokes. Every moment would be as though time never existed.
I guess you could say that among that pile of garbage was a gem even I couldn’t see.
Now that I’ve taken the time to learn and with lots of help, it’s one of the most wonderful gifts I’ve received, something I give back to myself.
Humility has taught me how to put my pride and ego aside — most importantly, it has taught me how to ask for help… how to learn to listen, and listen to learn.
It’s the good, bad and ugly all wrapped up in one. It would say…”Hey! I went through a mountain range of shit and survived and you can too”.
I approached the entrance — something was in there and I had to find out what.
The list of things I’ve lost is long, yet when I’ve lost things I’ve always gained a whole new appreciation for them.
If it’s stories you want, you’ve found the right place — my life is one story after another.
That whole experience taught me a very valuable lesson, about reaching out for help and telling the truth about where you are before it’s to late
I’ve been dealt a hand worth holding onto, I know the value of it and know it’s worth protecting, I know in order to keep it I must give it away.