This is me on my 20th birthday.
with my best friend, my sister, my support system.
This is me now... not forever.
I am stepping up to the runners mark and they will pull the trigger. I'm going to RUN this race with endurance, perseverance, and enthusiasm. I have my shoes laced up, tight. I have my shirt tucked in. I have my running shorts on. I am scared. Im going to throw up at times and I'm going to need a lot of water. I am in the hands of the Father, whom I trust my life with. He breathes this breath into my lungs and calls me his child. He has me in His hands, and I trust this. I believe this.
My body type will no longer define me.
My body will no longer be the reason why people don't talk to me.
My body will NOT be the death of me.
I am Beautiful.
I am Lovely.
I am a Princess of God.
and now, there will be nothing holding me down.
I'm scared.
God, you've got this.
"Sit still my daughter..."- Ruth 3:18
--Okay Daddy, I'm going to try.
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