Some people hide from their past, it reminds them of pain and they don't want to relive it.
I relish things like this. I read this and realized how far I've come, how far we've come.
I read this and remember how hopeless and frustrating it all was. I remember focusing too much on the pain, on what I was missing out on.
Now.
I'm not her anymore.
God has blessed us, given us opportunity to learn and grow.
He's helped fix my perspective.
I can look back on this, not with regret, but with appreciation for everything I've been given. I know I needed to be her to become me.
And I like myself, I like who I'm becoming.
You are not a tree.
You can move.
Physically, mentally, emotionally.
You can move, you can grow, you can become better with age.
Isn't that amazing and wonderful?
I think so.
😊
God bless and good weekend. 💚
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