A note from my embryonic mind
Today, I imagine how I would like to be living from this moment, I want to be happy and be in love (loving the man who loved me). I remember the woman I’ve been up: weak but trying to give the impression of strength. Fearful of expressing but telling herself it wasn’t fear — it was the wisdom of someone who knew what reality was. It’s not easy to live a life at ease, trials may come and I may fall; apparently, God’s choice doesn’t depend on how a person behaves. He can deal with anyone, no matter how flawned, who passionately pursues Him. And I thank God for He first loved me.
