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The Branded and Marked ™ Experience
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My Personal Branded
And Marked™ Experience
I was ANGRY
God, where are you?I didn’t know why and really didn’t know who this anger was geared towards. Looking back, I’ve often felt like I was too young to be self-burdened with such a big and intense emotion. Nevertheless, I carried it around with me daily, so I guess it was mine.
Specifically, I didn’t know or understand where my mom was all of the time. I just knew I was able to see her on the weekends if I promised to behave.
Early on, I realized that I had control over very little of what was going on in my life.
Conduit of Love
I opened up my heart.She not going make it through the night…
It seemed as if every time we thought we made it over one hurdle, another one was just waiting to knock us over again. I often begged and pleaded with God; I promise to behave.
I found that I begin to make every decision in my life, up to a point, based on my fear of her dying.
Yet, she never asked why me, and I rarely saw her cry. Instead, she shared with me her faith in God.
Moment of Truth
I surrenderedThe tears begin to roll down my face. I knew I could not continue at the pace I was going, because honestly, I was not going anywhere. Just walking around in a vicious circle.
So, why would I step down from many of the things that I had worked so hard for and to achieve? Because God said so.
I stepped back and down from ALL of my commitments (outside of my family and health), effective immediately, until I was able gain some seriously needed balance in my life.
For His Glory
Use me LordAll I could think was, here we go again…Not now. Please God, I’m not ready!! But this time, I knew my prayers had to be different.
God, your will be done… please allow me to be there and serve her until the end. And that He did.
I held her in my arms, fed her, sang to her, kissed her and listened to her heart beat for 8 months as she transitioned. Then I whispered in her ear, “Girlll, you got your wings!”
She is one of the greatest blessings that I did not have to ask for!
No Coincidence
Make me overMom, the day you left me, they called to say they found an 8mm mass in my left breast and a 12 mm mass in the thoracic area of my spine. We kept it a secret until we could get through the process of just losing you.
During that time, I questioned how to continue to show up when I just keep getting knocked down?
I later realized that it was no coincidence my fight truly started the day she was set free. I knew then that she gave me her wings, so i could fly.
I’m Here. I’m Ready, I’m a PREVIVOR.
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