To my dearest,

Ok so here’s the deal, I am addicted to progress. I love challenges and it is as simple as that. I’m getting better with balance, life work blah blah. I am still on the fence about dating. I think I’ll pray about it. I need to find a church home or at least get back to studying the word. I am excited about success, really excited. Sometimes silence comes over me and I’m like wow girl look where you have gotten? Remember where you once were? How you lived, what you tolerated? Who you hurt how much you cried? I used tears to fall asleep for years. It was my time to rest and release my dread. I am grateful for today, for tonight for tearless nights. I cry out of amazement and value. I cry when joyful and excited. I ball when I am thankful and weep when I reflect. My tears are different. They carry hope and relief, respect, and confidence. MY tears are powerful and bold. My tears whisper keep going it is ok, it’s worth it, you deserve it all. My tears are real. No more fear shame or doubt. Only progress success and thankfulness.

xoxo,

Sane Jane