Thank you Fly N Buy for sharing from the
heart.
There were many times I use to look
in the mirror, especially when I was
young and feeling so helpless at the
hand of a sick mom dealing with her
own demons at that time, inflicting
such physical, emotional, verbal abuse
on me.
Tears would be flowing from my red
eyes, a little child of God who would
often ask why me and think about just
exiting out of all that cruelty, hurt and
pain.
Then as I continued to talk to the
mirror, talking to God, knowing
darn good and well, He wouldn't
want me to give my family the
satisfaction of seeing me give up
on life no matter how horrible I
thought it was.
Id muster us enough courage to
tighten up, get some much needed
strength from my HP - higher power
who has always been with me, wipe
the tears and go back out doing the
next best thing I was suppose to be
doing at that moment.
Several time I found myself in situations
like that and found strength and peace
to pull thru and move forward.
The mirror is still here in my own
bathroom and never do I have to
feel like a loss soul or child, but
rather I can stand reassured , sober,
strong, filled with selfworth, a surviver,
with that smile just thinking about
a package I just received in the mail.
One of those Give A Mouse A Cookie
Dolls and book....lol
Its a gift to myself because there is
still a child inside me that refuses to
completely grow up...lol
SR go look in the mirror tonight
and come back and share with us
what do you see. Who is that AWSEOME
person looking back at you in the mirror.