I can’t begin to tell the truths that I feel for us, about us. The road that’s lead us here seemed to be created with every broken road up to that point. I questioned you. I doubted myself. I cursed God for placing me on that road. I felt insane. I felt incapable and much less inadequate. I felt anger and grief, I felt suffering and anguish. I felt many things, deeply and completely.
As time passes, and 2017 turned into 2018… And May became June, I saw light again. In all that time, the faith and hope I carried was from God alone. It truly was only He who got me through. He kept you in my heart. He kept you as close to me as my next breath. I have absolutely no doubt, that at times, what I could feel.. Was you.. Your tears and pain, your anger and insomnia.
The road hasn’t been easy but it’s been beyond worth it. Our story is ours, and it’s beautiful. It’s a fast cry from the fairytale you’d read in a Disney book. It’s one of a kind, a testiment to what love really is :
Here’s the text I sent you today. The entire time, I strongly felt some heavenly presence, guiding me with what to say. I’m so proud of you. I just know amazing things are in store for you, and your life will be greatly enriched.
You know why that’s hopeful for you?… 🖤healing isn’t something you buy
It’s something you do. It’s something you can control, and you, of all the people I know, have the discipline to keep focused and achieve what you set your mind to. There’s no mystery in the formula
Lack of sleep + constant movement to run from anxiety + stress + PTSD= seizures.
Before your surgery, you were a ticking timebomb. The second you went idle, you got sick… It caught up with you because you’re human, perfectly created with imperfections and mortality … Note: I didn’t say weak.
Now is your time to become mentally strong. Some things you absolutely can’t control, and you’re not meant too.. Acceptance of that which you can’t will help. Wisdom to accept that will help. Time has a way of working things out. Trust that, you’ll see 💕 Im so proud of you.
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