I am here today to give hope to all who suffer from mental illness.  There is indeed a light at the end of the tunnel.  In the past week, I have found happiness again-and it is in no small part due to the light and love, the prayers and tears, and the everlasting Grace of God.  You see, things are changing in America.

The darkness always followed me.  It took me years and years to come to terms with the fact that most of this was due to emotional abuse, not weakness in me.  As a matter of fact?  The God given light within me is what made everyone so angry, so eager to point fingers, never thinking about the fact that I am a human being who deserves love and respect.  No better or worse than any of my brothers and sisters in Christ.

I am surrounded by beauty and magical love-the friends I walked away from are returning to the tribe-the real friends anyway.

My husband took me for a ride on the Harley we had purchased from his brother on Saturday.  I was tense at first, it’s been awhile.  After Dwain asked that I take my claws out of his back, I let go and let God.

No fear.

As we travelled the rolling hills and sumptuous valleys of Lancaster county, I grinned from ear to ear.  This is what life is all about, I thought.

No fear.

And as I fell into the arms of my best friend Jackie, on Sunday morning-I knew that although we had drifted apart, together we were right as rain.

I can’t be the only one who feels this excitement; the downright bliss that God is giving the meek, the targeted, the forlorn and unwanted.

This is your time, baby.   Reach for the stars~


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