I'm a single mother. I'm bipolar. I'm 21. I don't give a damn what that makes people think. I have a horrible past, some of which I may share here. I have a brilliant future. This is my journey of self healing :)
Sunday, April 28, 2013
Success
So I'm in a truck. Right now. Windows down, hair blowing in the wind, peace. Peace in my heart. I'm laughing and I'm singing at the top of my lungs. I'm wearing a dress that screams Sarah, all the way down to my core. I'm beautiful. I'm free. I'm throwing so much postive into this universe it doesn't know what to do with me. I'm shining through. We're on our way to Newport in case you were wondering. More importantly. I'm me. And this is one of those random beautiful, surreal, gorgeous, breathtakingly, makes your heart ache moments that make life worth living. There's not a word or any combination of words that can describe this. My spirit is lifted, worries tossed away with reckless abandon. I am me. You are you. We are we. Life is not merely beautiful. It is simply, amazingly, sweetly, gorgeous. No words can compare. This is not an up-phase. This. This IS me. :-)
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