I have reached a point in my life where I realize that I have dropped off pieces of me along this journey. Gratefully, through a number of challenges I’ve experienced recently (well, over the last three years), I’ve come to realize that who I am is not really who I am.
Going through rough stuff has a way of shaking the real you out. And now that I can see passed the facade I took on as my reality, I am going to collect my parts… all of me, piece by piece.
Who said I can’t be a dancer? I’m taking that part back. Why can’t I be proud of my voice and sing? I’m gonna take me some voice lessons. …. I don’t care anymore who thinks these things are not a part of me or what I’ve done before. I am reinventing myself to reflect the me God saw when he created me. I want to return to his vision, and I will piece by piece.