Reflection 8/12/2019

In approximately 34 days, I will be 27 years old, God willing. Reflecting over milestones is not new for me, however, this year has been magnified. As I sit here and write this, the thought of “I should have been dead years ago,” been popping up frequently. Years ago I was supposed to take my life because the cards I was dealt were too difficult to manage.      The abusive home I came from was supposed to break any hope of being loved and being able to love. The decisions I made to be accepted could have gone further than rape and I should have been dead by the hands of those who were involved. I am one of the many walking miracles and I never noticed it until now.  It has been over 8 years of going out into the world and not being equipped, in the beginning, with knowledge on how to succeed and navigate. I am amazed at how far things have come. I want to thank God for holding onto me. I can’t imagine where I would be if you weren’t in my life. There were days that I cursed him and he still kept me. I’m speechless…