I look at myself and I’m fill with such jubilation about the difference these past months have been. It took me a long time to feel this alive but God is true to his word he stayed with me when others walked away, those cuts were deep but as those wounds started to heal I felt stronger in him knowing that’s where my help comes from.
As my daughter goes back to school I will be left with time to reflect, to think about what I can do with my artistic self to not just sit and wonder but to become active some way.
There are ways I position my body that is so uncomfortable but I am learning to adjust as I look at my body change, soon we would be in a new space and as I keep looking into the mirror I am liking everything I am seeing, and I can’t wait to see what will happen when the weather changes.
As I continue to look into the mirror of myself I thank God for the strength that has always been mine but now I have more access to it, assisting me to forge ahead with a new perspective…