This is the story of a girl, and a boy, who came together to beat the odds that were stacked against them. They rose time and again, refused to hear the voices that whispered in the shadows that they would fall prey to the darkness. They look instead to each other for hope, encouragement, and love. This is a walk through that awesome day which is now almost four years ago.
“You are beautiful, don’t let the devil tell you wrong. You are an angel in my eyes, so beautiful.”
Birthdays are a time to reflect on the years past, and to look at the future. When I think about birthdays now, it’s without the gusto, due to my family not being as close, and a few other reasons probably. Logan and I have come out here and totally branched out, and I am trying to make a go of my own life, and doing really well, but there is a small part of me that misses the fuss of my family. Birthdays make me reflect on who is present as well as who is not, and for those who are not, it makes me wonder what is so damn important in their lives that we got pushed out.
Sensei is really encouraging me with how much i am working at kickboxing and grappling, he is happy with how much i am progressing and how fast i am getting to where i need to go. My dojo is the one place (other than my apartment) I feel most at home. I am comfortable with the people. I have friends there and I can lightly joke with all of them. I feel comfortable in my TSK skin, everyother skin that I try to wear doesn’t fit right at this time.
“If I could give you one thing, it would be the gift of seeing yourself through my eyes”