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A Fresh Start


This week has definitely been one for the books. One of the toughest weeks I’ve had in a very long time. While packing up my townhome to move into another, I decided to sit for a minute and unleash some tension by writing to you. I’ve been a slave to stress, worry, uncertainty and chaos all week long. Sleepless nights and carrying my tension in my back and shoulders have even physically made this week almost unbearable.

When I first moved into this cozy little space almost 3 years ago, my son and I slept on an air mattress for about 3 months. My tiny TV sat on the one laundry basket I owned. We had each other, lights, food and water. That was all I could ask for. After many long workdays, prayers, and blessings from those around me, fast forward three years and I’m getting delirious packing box after box. Moving can be stressful no matter what stage of life you’re in. As I try to pack everything as neatly as possible, I get full of emotion and tears stream down my face because at the end of the day, I’m so grateful for God’s blessings. Things are such a struggle for me still, but I’m thankful I’m not where I use to be.

In the midst of an emotional breakdown earlier this week, I called my mom. She reminded me that no matter what I go through God is still on the throne and he’s proven to me over and over just how faithful he can be. Baby, things won’t be this way forever, just hold on she reminded me.
The more I think about it, the more I’m ready for a fresh start anyway. School starts in a few days, people I thought were for me suddenly disappeared, and for the first time in a long time, my phone is quiet. I’ve blocked a few people and I’m working more on my dreams and goals. I’m giving myself the attention I need. I’ve been able to get active in the gym again and have already lost my first ten pounds. I have an article that’s in the works of getting published on a new dental website and I must be pretty close to my breakthrough because the devil has been so busy but to God be the Glory!
  

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