Today I was thinking that I am proud that I have my life in my hands. I used to give it freely away. Letting others make my decisions for me, pleasing everyone instead of me, using my disease and health as a crutch.
My relationship with God has made me so much stronger. He carries me over the bumps and cracks in the road. Grandma always said he would and I am very grateful that I finally see that on a daily basis.
There are ghosts that stop by every now and then to visit. Now I just acknowledge them and mosey on my way.
I used to have a void that resonated in my soul, it was a haunting sound, a ghostly hollow. Now it is almost whole, a peaceful sound, a joy to follow.
I'm just saying.....
i don't have the relationship w. God with a capital G, just "of my understanding," but my, I relate to having a huge void --- like a blast through my heart --- and seeing the other side. Albeit, it's a very recent discovery, but having my life right HERE in my hands, is the best and also, most scary thing I could ever have. Take good care.
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