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Coming Alive -- A new post on my other blog, that you might enjoy!

Blessings...

As I went through the contents of my Hope Chest today, reading the letters from those who attended my blessing ceremony, and as I thought of different things that I might want to be put in my chest, my eyes brimmed with tears...
There was a flood of emotion that over came me, there in my room. For I noticed what has been happening to me this past year and it filled me with joy, tenderness, love but, also it had me a bit afraid.
These last couple of months I've been thinking more about my future, and plans I might want to set out and accomplish, or I've just thought of the beauty of life. For as of late I've found I have more of a draw for children, and there sweet little ways than before. A passion for the character of a Godly woman in my self than before, and I'm realizing I'm blooming!
The emotion of this is overwhelming, and looking back at that day where I was given a ring, to be loyal to whom-ever I marry, and me thinking of the lives I had influenced that day. I find I am truly blessed, with the promise of a well and Godly future, a opportunity to do whatever God wants me too, and to be a mother-like woman to those girls who are younger than me, and a sister to those who are of my age!
I could not have done this without the patience of God, for he has been a great teacher in giving me experiences to conduct my heart, and parents who haven't given up on me. For family who has been close as, mother, father, brother or sister to me! And to friends who confide in me, and even if we disagree we listen for we are journey partners.
Blessings comes in the folds of life, where you least expect them and that's what I realized today!

I'll Write...

The days go by, I grab my pen!

I scribble my thoughts,

I weave a story with each drop of ink.

As my heart pounds,

As my eyes brim with tears, 

And as my soul cries I carry on,

Weaving my story.

There may be pain.

There may be sorrow.

There may be regret!

But I know my story is better still for it,

So I carry on.

I scribble faster,

I feel deeper,

And pledge a vow wiser than before.

This story is not over yet,

I keep writing.

This story is not at its end,

I still have blank paper!

The ink well is only have empty,

Only half full!

My mind is still straight,

Still full of ideas!

Oh I may be young,

I may have made plenty of mistakes,

But I am better for them.

So because of those things,

My pen never stops,

And I keep turning the page with a great expectancy,

 That better will come and only the worst will be weakened!