Just a Leg....

Done. After two heart-wrenching years in a grad skool unlike any other, I am officially 1.5 years into the program. That three-year degree is just 2-2.5 years away.

What have I learned so far? Wow. Not sure my words will do it all justice… O.K. We'll give it a shot.

• All those times I thought my dog was able to read my mind…? Well. Se very well might have been able to, after all.
• I am greater than the sum of all of the trauma I experienced as a child. It actually left a physiological mark upon me that no one can actually see, but now knowing about it allows me to reclaim my innocence….
• You know who you are. You may very well be reading this right now. You sacrificed your children for your own desire. By the way… You were a victim as well. I've just moved closer to severing the chain. You decided to add another link.
• Working on your life/faith/marriage/children/legacy begins in one place: Your own heart. If you're broken, there isn't a scrap of cosmetic work you can do to convince anyone that you are actually fixed.
• I don't deserve anything I have.
• My dad was a walking miracle. By all accounts, he should have been classified as a whack-job for all that he saw and went through.