Today is the beginning of my second year. I have finished 1 leg of this 3-leg course. I am to complete a 3-yr contract. I am done with one.
Today I am going to be stronger. I decide to become better than the past year.
I am better when I work wounded. I know. I have done this before.
Wounded not of some freakish accident.
But wounded still because of the hurt of being to far away from my precious angel.
I want to be better for me.
I want to be better for her.
I know that I can do it.
I know that I am going to do it.
I will be happy.
I will myself to be.