My Dear 29.
April 30 th . Another year has come and gone and I feel like it was just yesterday when I wrote my “yearly birthday blog” or whatever you want to label it as. But, wow, here we are ! I began things at the age of 28 that I simply could not believe I w as having the courage to do. I stood up and defended myself in ways that I have not before, and I can’ t tell you how much freedom and liberation I experienced over those time s. There were days when life was really hard. There were nights, plenty of them when I would cry myself to sleep because I felt alone and scared and unsure. There were days when I was in the mindset of believing that my time in Oklahoma was drawing to a near end, but then , there were better nights and better days. Days of clarity and confirmation . Nights of sweet sleep and rest or even nights of no sleep, full of joy and laughter. Those are the nights and days in which o...