Those words fell through my mouth as I was speaking to a friend recently. I was in one of my counseling-not-counseling sessions. I said them for her and then immediately knew they were for me too. “Thank you for protecting me. I’m ready now.” That’s what you say when you realize that your past self has been fighting … Continue reading “Thank you for protecting me. I’m ready now.”
All these little bits add up. All these mini accolades help to fuel me and I am storing them up as I go along. They are one of the few tools that I am using to power my way through the ends of difficult runs and hard decisions. Continue reading Cheerleaders
…[H]onor where you are. This phrase has become a great motto for me as I journey to push myself. Continue reading Where You Are…
But there are times when I have held this against myself. “After all, how can one be the fighter that one needs to be in the situations I CRAVE if I am this big (bleeding/bloody) heart? You will just get trampled. You will be crushed and then how will you get up again? How will you go on?” I challenge myself. Continue reading On Bleeding Hearts…
Eating My Way Through It 