Thank you for allowing me to struggle.
To grow.
I am, and will be better for it.
In those moments of difficulty, some agonizing, I would have done anything to stave the pain.
I am glad it continued.
I am glad to have learned.
I am glad to continue learning.
What a magnificent story we write together.
I muse of alternative choices.
What ifs can be so tantalizing.
I revel in the present.
I am well with what is, and what will be.
I have been burnt, and what remains will flourish again, greater than before.
And the process repeats.
What a marvelous spiral of life.
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Hunter Blakely
Born a peasant, grown a prince.
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