Over the past month I have began to noticed how I view myself differently. 

Yesterday I told my sister that for once in my life I accept everything about myself. My flaws, my gifts, my quirks, and just plain ole me. Feeling good about myself makes me feel really good. I can laugh at myself, take advice, and be me more freely.

God is good. This trial is the best thing that couldn’t happened. I am less fearful, and I like myself! Thanks to the Lord I have made it through… It brings me to tears just thinking about all He has done for me these past six months.