Like a record player.... the story of our life goes round and round, but the best is only yet to come.
Record loop...... Round two.... try again. You know, it's been such a long road, but somethings changed; I feel different somehow. It kind of feels like I'm standing at the top of the canyon and looking down, with the sudden realization that I was somehow down there, last time and now I'm on the other side of the canyon. When did that happen? That feels surreal, I mean I almost don't even remember climbing or moving. How did I get here? I can remember the exact depth of desperation and hopelessness overtaking my mind and heart. It felt so impossible. Yet, my body and soul somehow continued moving and climbing, crawling, through the tears, pain, sorrow, and sadness, oh the depths of sadness. Eyes swollen from crying I couldn't even see the progress I was so miraculously making the whole time. Head down and lost in despair, I only saw my feet on the ground below me. Yet, somehow, I am standing here, I can finally see something. I can see where I was, where I used t...