it's weird to think that in six days it will be:
two years since my parent's told me they were getting divorced.
two years since my dad lay in that hospital bed.
two years since i wondered why he was there.
two years since i cried myself to sleep.
two years since i was broken & hurt.
two years since my heart was ripped to pieces.
two years since i was so confused, i didn't know what to with my self.
two years since i realized who my real friends were.
two years since i found my savior.
it's actually so weird to think how much i have changed over the last two years, it's been tough but it's been one hell of a ride & i wouldn't have my life any other way.
over the last two years, i've experienced loss in so many different ways: family being torn apart, death, friends leaving my side because "i'm not the person i used to be" & loss of identity.
but over the last two years, i have gained so much, it completely out weights the loss's. i've gained a family, a father, a savior, i've gained friends i never thought i'd meet, i've gained relationships i never wish to lose, i've gained support from so many wonderful people, i've gained my identity back, i'm a different person now, but i'm a better person. i've grown a relationship with our creator, & i know it will continue to grow and blossom for the rest of my life. i know he will never leave my side.
it's weird to think that two years ago, my parent's getting divorced was the worst thing in the world, and believe me it semt that way, but now i look back on the last two years and i think.. look at who i've become, look at the amazing works god has done in my life. who would i be without these last two years?