Came across this in my drafts, written a year ago…and funny that it seems I’m on repeat this year.
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We’re now in month 8 of the year and looking back at Summer 2015 pictures makes me wonder how all of that could’ve happened in just seven months.
Back-to-back heartbreaks, recovery, purging, breakthroughs, identity building, crossing thresholds, birthing. Seems the tailend of my year of gallivanting has given its final bow and by gosh am I so thrilled to hear the fat lady singing already. On hindsight I see that I did ask for all of this, and I now move forward in gratitude, always. And in joy.
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Of course there are no true repeats, but always, we move in gratitude and joy. Thank you, 2016. You’ve been wonderful so far.
