the day before

I'm starting to get used to these crisp-white ceilings and walls. I start to form birds out of the oddly shaped scribble scrabble on each panel. Some times I swear they fly away. and I smile for them.. cause we have something in common.

I'm starting to trust men again. But for now.. only the one's in the white jackets holding a clip board. I believe him when he says he will take care of me.

I'm starting to have a stronger testimony in prayer.

I'm starting to read and search and understand.

I am starting to smile at the other's waiting, knowing that our age difference is HUGE but we share something even 'huger'

The clean smell doesn't get to me anymore .. I appreciate it. I know it has it's purpose.

I also appreciate the scars now. They will never be ugly to me. Although they are hidden I find them beautifully life changing.

Tomorrow is the day.

I love my family. & by family I mean the 328590852 people who love and care for me in return. I do not know how I could possibly give thanks enough.