I wish each post I presented could be positive and uplifting. But then life happens and I become the sun closing my eyes behind a curtain of clouds. All I feel is grey. I call it a funk or a slump. But that is life isn’t it? Not everyday is sidewalk skipping, sometimes we trip and fall- sometimes…I get right back up and other times, I lay there, against a scalding backbone and wait for my legs to regain strength.
Either way, I have promised myself to be honest and authentic in this place– a collision of words from a spirit that is overcoming. And overcoming is quite a journey :))
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