“Yet the real miracle comes when you can look back at even the most painful experiences in your life and find the good that God has brought out of it.”
Some things will never be separated from the memories in my mind. But that’s ok; they become the wall paper of my past that eventually fades, peels off and is replaced with something new - something more fitting. And within the deepened layers are stories of me; the people I knew and the places I’ve been. It all makes up who I am. And it’s beautiful.
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