Tucked away in my basement there remain journals, bits and pieces of my life waiting to be stitched together into a story. For lack of motivation they sit there, silently screaming to tell the story of the past several years of my life - the painful times and the happy times, falling in and out and back into love, struggling with my faith and my identity and my place in the world. Maybe tomorrow I will type them up into a book.
Well, today is tomorrow…
I hope you are truly touched by my journey and that you find that throughout life, you are not alone; life does have its blissful moments. As I take these difficult steps into my past, I am really stepping into my future. I feel very honoured to have you come along with me. I am comforted to know that I am not alone on my journey.