Oh, What A Spectacle!

 

i am broken and looking to put the peices together. i am hoping that in process none are left behind

Breaking Free and Being At Peace

  My newest tattoo is now finished. It symbolizes more than I can convey about my life. For 34 years I have been afraid of who I am deep inside. Although, I am not ready to shout certain things from roof tops or pay a million dollars for a Super Bowl  ad to say it all, I am no longer afraid. I have peace (dove with olive branch) and I am shattering the windows I have been looking through (stained glass peices).  I am free to be who I am and am soaring (the clouds).

In my life I have few people who know a lot if intimate details of my life. My husband is my best supporter and encourager. If it was not for him I would just be so lost. In some aspects I was a lost soul searching for someone just as lost when I found him. Although, we were lost in different areas of our lives at the time, I think God brought us together. It may not have been the best situation when we first met. He was married and had a child. We were long time friends before we ever really committed (me moving to North Carolina with him.).

My husband encourages me not to be afraid of who I am. He tells me that I am a perfect me.  What else could a girl want from a man? He cares for me, worries for me and at times gets mad at me. We have had our hard time and we have had great times. He encourages me with peace and understanding. I have to say he is the one true blessing in my life.
One tidbit about me:  When Jimmy and I first became friends and lovers I tried pushing him away. I was afraid that nobody could really love me.

 

Peace and Love,

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