Beautiful Monday running, while listening to a beautiful album by James Blunt, Back to Bedlam from 2004. I was around 38 back then. If I had to choose an age I wanted to be again, it would be 38, and it’s no coincidence that this is such a beautiful album from that time too. At 38, I could finally see that.. yeah, it all turns out ok in the end. I had enough experience behind me and enough hope in front of me. I had learned how to forgive, including myself, and I learned how to let go. I realized it’s ok not to be skinny. In fact, confidence is much prettier than skinny. I could see how God had never left me, and I was a little ashamed of myself for those times when I didn’t recognize it. I discovered I could do much more than I ever thought; in actuality, we all can! And I was finally, truly happy; content. Your “38” may come sooner or later, but you will discover it too.
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