Healed

  

I'm thinking of how blessed I am. 

I am thinking of how resilient I must be.

Because somehow, I am here.

I am strong.

And then I think of how much more grateful I should be.

Because it is no coincidence that I am here,

because I have had to live through difficult trials,

because my foundation was shaky,

because somewhere along the way I stepped onto the wrong path...

and yet, here I am.

On course.

Faithful.

Filling in the cracks in my foundation,

reinforcing it by Loving the Savior, Loving my family, Loving the scriptures,

and I can feel the streangth radiate out of every bone in my temple,

and I feel the soft, joyful and warm peace fill in every void I have ever had.

I am here,

and I am healed.