It's not that I haven't had anything to say...

It's not that I haven't had anything to say... it's that I haven't known how. I set out on a quest to find answers. And holy cow, I'm finding them. I'm finding them in the lessons I'm learning and I'm finding that I have the answers when I don't think I do. And even better, I have a peace about them. With the answers I keep finding in the most unusual places, I find myself growing stronger. I can actually feel the strength returning to my body- to my heart, to my decisions, to my relationships. I no longer feel like that babe in the woods, barely able to walk, never mind find her way through the thicket safely without running into danger. Even today, I don't feel like a small child. Today for the first time, I feel like an adult, who has made decisions and had decisions made out of her control, and still accepted them for the reality that they were. I know I still have a ways to go, for life is a full journey- full of unexpectedness and hiccups- but my heart is at rest. My heart can finally rest in God. I'm finally letting it. And now, my prayer is that beauty will start to flow from it.