Finding Me

Finding Me

I decided that I live with no regrets and have accepted the outcome of my decisions.  I let it go and I set myself free.  Free to live again, love again, smell the rain, nourish my soul…. Let people in. For I know that every dark night turns into day.  I am free to write my story for it is me who holds the pen. For It is the journey and not the destination that is the story.  For that, I am thankful.

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Daniel's Gloves

Daniel's Gloves

I knew I had met someone unusual. We sat across from each other in the same restaurant I had left earlier. His face was weathered slightly beyond his 38 years. His eyes were dark yet clear, and he spoke with an eloquence and articulation that was startling He removed his jacket to reveal a bright red T-shirt that said, 'Jesus is The  Never Ending Story.' 
 

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