02/06/2023
“You make beautiful things out of dust.”
I remember the day I left home.
18 years old.
Scared and alone.
Broken.
Searching for something I didn’t even know I was looking for.
I was running far away from a situation that, for the first time, I could actually run from.
No one knew what I had been through.
I was quiet.
And slowly dying on the inside.
I went as far as I could to find a new home. A new place. A new me.
And I floundered.
I searched for wholeness in all the wrong things.
I got arrested.
I did drugs.
I hung out with the wrong people.
I went from relationship to relationship.
I was lonely.
Then I met a man. He was safe. He loved me despite my brokenness.
We got married.
And the past crashed in.
It crashed hard and this time I couldn’t run from it.
So I found hope.
I found healing.
I found forgiveness for the person that broke me.
It transformed me.
I was no longer a shell of a person.
I could for the first time, truly experience peace, love, joy.
This is the face of a woman that is whole.
A woman that is healed.
A woman that is forgiven.
And it’s beautiful.