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Wow. A year ago to the date.


It is so weird. I have not blogged in forever. I have been writing, but it has been random and in a notebook I carry with me at all times. I was getting ready to check my email and hit my blog bookmark on accident…or was it?? I looked at the date, and was like wow. A whole year has passed. Have I changed at all? For the better? Or the worse?

Life is a journey of tears, joy, pain, humility and sprinkled with every other emotion. This has been one the most challenging years of my life. So many different changes. Life looks nothing like it did a year ago. There are things I have handled well, and others that I have botched up horribly. The thing is…I truly believe that nothing we go through is for naught. Does it make it right? No, but I really don’t want to be a victim anymore.

How far and how long will we fight the reality of which we are scars and all? It does not have to be a bad thing. If we embrace what has made us, even when it hurts, how much more empowered would we feel? Everyday is a new day to change and learn, don’t let your past (and those in it) dictate your future and future generations.

The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over expecting different results. How many times in our lives have we done this? Yet, we still don’t get it. Happiness and joy are not guarantees in life. We all have choices. With choices come consequences, whether those consequences are good or bad. We are so determined to believe that someone owes us…I am so guilty of this for so many years. We cannot depend on anyone to make us happy except one. God. He is the only constant, and will always be the only constant. Does believing in God promise me no suffering and constant joy? No. Nowhere in the bible does He promise that.

Consequences of our choices will always remain. The difference is what do you do with the fall out? Become negative? Cynical? What will it gain? It is not hurting anyone but us. Only YOU can decide when enough is enough. If you want a different outcome, you must make different choices.

I battle with all of this daily. No one has immunity. What would our lives look like if we focused on our blessings, and not on the horrible junk of our past and those things we have absolutely no control over?

I don’t have all the answers…I am forging this unbeaten path too. I do know that if I give up, all those that have hurt me win. We have to value ourselves. If we feel worthless that is what we will attract and focus on. If you allow yourself to hear truth about who you really are, small steps will lead you into the light.  

Gotta keep your head up-
april

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  1. I love you, April, and miss you so much. Thanks for blogging again. It's scary how much our thoughts resemble each other's. Planning to see you soon. Love and hugs!!! So blessed God has brought you into my life, even if it happens in intervals. :)

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