A friend of mine and I were driving back tonight from a play in McMinville we had attended with others from the Pentacle Theatre. On our way home, he asked about my story and what has made me who I am today. I shared with him some of the process of transformation and healing that has taken place these last several years, how many things about me have changed and are now very different from what they once were. I am much more gregarious, outgoing, outspoken, and when I laugh, I really laugh and when I smile, my smile lights up my eyes. Though it was true for me in the beginning, it wasn’t always the case and I feel whole to be able to laugh once again with my whole heart. It was one of those conversations when I’m asked to stand on a cliff, turn around, and look back at where I’ve been and the paths I’ve walked. It’s been a great journey and one I wouldn’t trade for anything in the world.
At the end of our conversation, I thought of the person who walked the hardest roads with me. I don’t have words to adequately describe what those times and what those roads meant to me, but I hope she sees who I am today because of them and I hope she’s proud.
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