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The long journey back to better Part 2.

You you remember that road I talked about before? That old country road that tells the stories of many years? I found myself faced with that road again today. As I stood in that road and looked both ways all I saw was nothing. I felt the asphalt beneath my feet and I could hear the simple sounds of the birds around me, and yet I felt nothing. I used to have a plan for my life. It was all so clear. Reality finally sets in and it makes that plan seem not so important. You turn off that road and head down new ones. Those roads for me have been love. I have always been willing to take those roads that I believed led me to love, and most of the time they have. I have been happy, I have been blessed, and I have had so much experience from these roads. All of them have been bumpy and sometimes I have been blindly led to a dead end. I am then forced to turn around and head back towards that road that it always there, that road that will always be there. Someone once told me a quote that has found special meaning with me today. She said, "There will come points in your life where you open a door and all you see is black. You will then have to have the faith that when you step through that door that your feet will be placed on solid ground, or that you will be taught how to fly." Today I find myself back on that familiar road. This is a road full of love from friends, family, and God. Even though this road is the same as it always is, I feel at peace knowing that this road will always be the same. I have a strength in me that at sometimes I forget to see. Everything will be okay in the end. If it's not okay, it's not the end. <3

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