My sister introduced me to the Taylor Swift song, Love Story. My life is a fairy tale just like Taylor Swift's/Juliette's in this song. I feel like a princess.
This morning I went running in the rain. I had meant to go on a walk, but the crisp air was so glorious I broke into a run. Mist hung in the air and the rain was so light it didn't seem to be actually falling, just suspended there. As I climbed up the hill, each step forward seemed to be symbolic of the upwards climb I have made through life in the last few years. I imagined someone interviewing me. "Did you really use to be that far down there" she asked. "Yes" I replied "It was really that bad." "How on earth did you ever get out of it, you have beaten the odds--one in a million" "Well" I said, "It was God, he helped me." "God, He just gave this to you?" "Well no, it was a fight. I fought with everything I had, and I didn't give up, and I made it."
I finished my run and I came home and bowed myself on the ground and offered sweet thanks.
It was overcast today, but in my life the sun has finally broken through the clouds and finally the tears coming out of my eyes are ones of joy.
4 comments:
Aww- I love that song! That sounds like quite the experience, I love your outlook on life!
amy, i am also really impressed with your sincere expressions of gratitude for the blessings of our Savior. i know He is so proud of you and will continue to pour his blessings upon you throughout your life. you are wonderful, amanda :)
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