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| It comes to a point
Where we must forgive ourselves.
Pick up, move on
sometimes seemingly emotionless.
But sometimes that's the only way
we know how to...
Move on.
Forgive.
Forget?
No, never.
If we forgot, we haven't learned our lesson.
Learning our lesson.
Sometimes once,
Sometimes repeated.
If only once, it's MAJOR!
If repeated, we weren't listening to begin with.
Oh Lord I'm sorry!
I should have listened!
So many times you tried
to speak to me.
How hard my heart was.
I didn't want to hear it.
Friends, family, LPH, professors...
The list goes on.
All tried, none succeeded.
Only you.
Only you could touch my heart.
You worked through them.
Little by little.
I'm coming back.
I want to be that woman.
It won't be easy.
There will be temptations.
But I can do all things
THROUGH Christ who STRENGTHENS me.
God's
Riches
At
Christ's
Expense
I am forgiven because you were forsaken.
I am accepted you were condemned
Oh no you never let go.
Never let go Lord. Please never let go.
Make me yours.
Make me your princess. Make me whole. | | |
| Not holding back...
This can mean multiple things. It can mean that I don't want to hold back anything in my relationships. But it can also mean that someone else doesn't want to hold me back from those relationships. It's hard to know what to do. Still hanging onto someone at home. Possibility of relationships at school. Which is better? He makes me happy. So complicated. Guess we'll just have to wait and see. | | |
| No more drunk calls!
Texts to apologize for not calling because of being drunk
Bike rides
Nice dinners
Fireworks!
First time moments.
Spooning
Chick flicks after action movies
Good morning baby.
You're a special girl in this world.
Don't lift a finger.
Get out of my dishes!
What?!
I like our conversations.
You're never said that to me before...
I don't want to get you into trouble.
Neighbors?!
Weddings...
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| Broken, used &
abused
but definitely not useless.
I am loved
My pieces, the pieces you so
carelessly scattered,
Have been picked up.
He loves me, he loves me not.
God loves me, you love me not.
Ok. Oh well.
No me importa.
Life goes on.
I am strong. You are weak.
If you were strong and I was weak,
you wouldn't have been so cruel.
Ok. Oh well.
No me importa.
Life goes on.
I am a fighter.
I float like a butterfly
sting like a bee.
I smell like a tulip
and am as sweet as a strawberry.
I am a lover, a sister.
A daughter, a friend.
I care. I love. I take care of.
I sin. I am forgiven.
I forgive, never forget but move on neverthless.
Pain always leaves scars
but love brings healing.
I pull myself up just to be
pushed down.
I always get back up again
whether by my strength but
Mostly, solely by God's.
Fuck you is a seven letter phrase but
so is Love all & amo todo.
Making a difference.
That's what I hope to do.
Lead me on. I'll go where you want me to.
Fulfilling my life's journey
will sometimes mean there will be
Bumps in the road.
So I'll deal.
I am strong.
Love carries me on.
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| Yay for meatloaf, scalloped corn, and mashed potatoes. I just realized how much I use the word "yay". I really think that I like it. But not as much as I like what I had for supper tonite! It was fun. I cooked supper at Mona's house and Jack and Lori came over to eat. Then Mona made a strawberry jello/pudding pie. Yummy! Plus Lori's rhubarb cobbler. Yum! So delicious. | | |
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