that was taken away? Something you held
dearly and felt completely akin to? Have
you ever just wished you could let it go?
Wished you could just be grateful for the
time you had it, grateful for what you
learned from the experience?
I have. And it seems as though no matter
how hard I attempt to be grateful and
proud of myself for even having the
opportunity, it still creeps into my dreams
at night, still makes me feel less than
I am and still makes me wish things
had turned out differently.
Well, things didn't turn out differently
and the honest fact is that I did learn so
much from the experience and I am
seriously so grateful I had the chance to
experience what I did.
So I'm not sure what your going through,
I'm not sure if you can relate. But here's
what I'm going to do. I am going to choose
to be grateful, to not let anyone or anything
ever make me feel less than what God made
me to be and I am going to be proud. I am
going to allow myself the time to heal, no
matter how long that is. No amount of time
is too much or too little, sometimes we just
really get knocked off our feet and fall hard
and all we need is time and the support of
those who love us.
I am going to find the good in me and in
my situation, the good is what keeps me
going. Find the good. Find it in people and
in life, it will keep you going too.