I’ve realized that I can’t sit back and cry anymore. I can’t be the victim. I have to stand up. I have to deal with it. I have to face it. What can I be talking about?
It's about myself. I have to deal with me. I’ve hid for so long, I’ve apologized when there was no need. I’ve did what I didn’t want to do and was dealt a bad hand. But I did choose to play the game. I took the gamble. I lost. And who doesn’t have some fault, guilt, shame to handle?
I’ve also had to accept that what’s gone is gone. No going back. No getting it back. Truly missing the true, blue best.
But I’ve had a lot of good. Thank God. Plenty of good. Plenty of shared wisdom from the Queens in my life. I chose the wrong path. But along with that I wanted out. But the slime was sticky.
I tried, cried and pretended. I lied. I avoided. But it's all over now. No more. It's just gonna be juicy and good for now on. I am a part of the best. I also was part of creating the best. Times 2! Double the cute, double the sweet. The biggest blessing.
I hope they know they are adored and blessed too. They need to lean into it. Not be misled. Avoid the dark and dirty. Be lit, walk into the light. Thank you, Lord. I knew we would connect again. And its deep. Its real. It's the best.
