I'm not feeling too poetic, but I do feel like a dried out, crumpled leaf that has been thrown into the wind, waiting for the nearest current of air to guide me to my next location and stage of life. Who knows? I might end up in a gutter, in an ocean, on the top of a mountain; a whole new kind of world awaits me.
But to be honest, thinking about the huge decisions (probably the biggest in my life) that I have to make within a few months scares me silly. I'm flexible for anything, which helps...right?
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Remember...you are never alone in your walk in life.
Yo te pido que seas fuerte y valiente, que no te desanimes ni tengas miedo, porque yo soy tu Dios, y te ayudare' por dondequiera que vayas.
Josue' 1:9
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