They always change, don't they? The seasons of life. The old always seem to pass away and the new is always born! People have, in the past couple of years, wondered if I was suicidal because of all the garbage I was put through.
My answer was a resounding "NO!" Despite the pain, I knew it would go away. I knew the season would change and eventually greener pastures lay ahead. And it seems that finally, winter is over and the first signs of spring have arrived.
Waking up this morning (despite the fact that it's 3:30 AM...I have weird sleeping patterns
) I feel as if the winds of change are blowing in my life. Old friends have been lost, but I have found new friends who care about me deeply and understand what I'm enduring and show amazing patience with da sauceman 
And just when I start to think my life amounts to nothing, I get MANY, MANY people literally begging me to send my writings to publication. I've been writing since I was seven or so years old and never found myself good enough. I still don't, but I already have a fan club going on lol. Right now they are eagerly awaiting me to finish a short story, which I will finish today. I just sent a story in to a magazine on Friday, so I am hopeful of it's success.
But FINALLY, life is beginning to iron itself out. This is why I never give up. The pain might be tremendous during one season and it may seem like the better choice to give up, but it's never the right one. Because seasons do come and go. The bad season always ends, and in comes God's peace and His blessings. The long harsh winter you endure always produces the wonderfully sweet fruit of spring.
To all my friends who may or may not be reading this, I wanted to say that I love you all very much. You have been with me through thick and thin, allowed me to cry on your shoulders and never got too angry at me, no matter how stupid I acted. You are the true definition of what it means to be "Christ-like" and I pray that I can be there for you in your winter seasons
My answer was a resounding "NO!" Despite the pain, I knew it would go away. I knew the season would change and eventually greener pastures lay ahead. And it seems that finally, winter is over and the first signs of spring have arrived.
Waking up this morning (despite the fact that it's 3:30 AM...I have weird sleeping patterns
) I feel as if the winds of change are blowing in my life. Old friends have been lost, but I have found new friends who care about me deeply and understand what I'm enduring and show amazing patience with da sauceman And just when I start to think my life amounts to nothing, I get MANY, MANY people literally begging me to send my writings to publication. I've been writing since I was seven or so years old and never found myself good enough. I still don't, but I already have a fan club going on lol. Right now they are eagerly awaiting me to finish a short story, which I will finish today. I just sent a story in to a magazine on Friday, so I am hopeful of it's success.But FINALLY, life is beginning to iron itself out. This is why I never give up. The pain might be tremendous during one season and it may seem like the better choice to give up, but it's never the right one. Because seasons do come and go. The bad season always ends, and in comes God's peace and His blessings. The long harsh winter you endure always produces the wonderfully sweet fruit of spring.
To all my friends who may or may not be reading this, I wanted to say that I love you all very much. You have been with me through thick and thin, allowed me to cry on your shoulders and never got too angry at me, no matter how stupid I acted. You are the true definition of what it means to be "Christ-like" and I pray that I can be there for you in your winter seasons
