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I love the person I've become because I've fought hard to become her

Weeeeeeee! It'sss Fridayyyyyyyyyyy. Thank the accessory gods this day arrived. Who doesn't love a Friday, hmmm?

As soon as I read the quote that is the title of this post, it brought the biggest smile to my face. It was one of those a-ha moments, one that brought a bout of reflection. Every thing I have, every achievement I've earned, every screw up I've caused as a self-sufficient "adult"; I did it. I moved from my mom's home at 20 years old and did not have much of a game plan other than I was going. I had never even driven on a highway! There I was, shaking, as each semi flew past my wittle Camry that was packed to the brim with all my jewelry life belongings at lightening speed.

There were good times and rocky moments that had me question my decision early on. Was I too hasty? Was I going to crawl back home defeated? What was my major even going to be??? Umm, and how exactly does one survive on $25 a shift serving??? I learned quickly though, that perseverance and an eye on the prize mentality is key. Never stop striving for goals and when they are reached, it's imperative you celebrate them and be pleased with that reaching. Then it is just as important to set another in place.

I learned also that I am tougher and smarter than I ever knew; I've pushed when I had to, stood back when needed, and definitely fought the good fight as necessary. All in all, life is a magnificent thing to enjoy even when difficulty arises and I am far more thankful than sorry about each experience.

And now a look back at the gal who ventured from her quaint hometown 8 moons ago as just a be-be:



And for the lady she has become: May there be goals, happiness, a little bit of trouble, and whole lot of fun the next 8...


To the fighters with lots o'love to share<3

Til we meet again,
M

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