So, here I stand at the summit. I began this blog to document and notarize my downhill slide to 30 and now, 6 hours from my destination, I realize that it was not a down hill journey at all. In fact, I have unknowingly scaled Kilimanjaro leaving markers ever so often on my ascent in the form of blog entries. What a great diary of growth! The last four months have been profound on so many levels. I found my voice and its strong and clear. Thank you, God. In using that voice, I became acquainted with a very new Scooby. Proud. Unapologetic. Free. Creative. Loved powerfully from every angle. Loved POWERFULLY from every angle. With the recognition of this blessing came a peace that is new and transcends understanding.
I have real friends... Thank You, God. I have real family... Thank You, God. My life means something. Thank You my blessed Savior. Tomorrow starts the beginning of a new mountain but for tonight, I will just enjoy the view from the top of this one. Happy New Year thinkers...
Scooby
5 hours and 45 minutes from being 30 years old and loving it
starts the beginning is redundant. i know.
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