Tuesday

 The body

Is moving 

Albeit slowly

This morning

Smile brightly

And prosper

My friends

woods

 Green juice

Some tunes

A little writing

Gratitude

And 

Jesus

The makings

Of a good

Day in my

Neck of the woods

Me

I’m having to just be still. Quiet. 

Fighting

No longer

Gives me 

Joy

My hope

Is in 

The Father

Who fights

For me

Unblemished.

 As I get older

I learn

Silence

Speaks louder

Than words

Ever could

And keeping

My side of

The street clean

Is a full time job

If I’d like

My sanity

And moral compass 

Remain unblemished. 

Cashmere dreams

 Cuddled in cashmere 

And a heating pad

My muscles

Are screaming

From PT

Looks like rest 

And hydration

Are on the menu

I’m loving the Christmas cards coming to my mailbox. It’s the small things friends. Love you. 

Questions

 What is your spirit like?

What is your biggest wish?

What is your biggest hope?

What are you reading?

Best place you’ve ever traveled?

Accept

 Sometimes you will be in places and be a light even when you least expect it.  Sometimes being yourself is the blessing. I’m learning confidence and assertiveness are not a weakness. It’s calculated strength when needed. I’ve spent years apologizing for who I am. I was and am in the wrong. God didn’t make a mistake, therefore neither have I. I’ve spent years following the story. Searching for one. The story is me. I’m the story. God keeps reiterating that. I’ve finally accepted it. Sending much love to all who need it

Stop searching

And accept

The answer

Whether 

I like it

Or not