Looking in the mirror I see this face looking back at me.
The image looks familiar, but yet there is something different.
As I stand gazing trying to figure it out, everything becomes clear.
My face looks the same, but who I am have changed.
After years of intentional commitment to transform me, it has happened.
That little girl who was broken is now healed.
With her healing she has vision.
Her vision is an illustration of a woman who faced her inner stench, received healing and flourishes.
What once appeared as a grave site is now her place of resurrection.
Everything that wanted to bury her, she buried.
Living life to the fullest is the inspiration that fuels her.
What appeared to be a nightmare was really a journey of great discovery.
Who she was at the start, was not who she was at the end.
The image appeared familiar but nothing else was.
I opened my mouth to finally greet her.
Hi, nice to meet you!
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