Confession time. I understand and agree with the statement: I am nature’s greatest miracle. I’m diggin’ on the entire scroll – with the exception of one portion of a line: for I was conceived in love and brought forth with a purpose.
No matter what I do, I cringe when I reach that line. The simple reality is that I was not conceived in love. I was conceived because sex feels good and – in all truth – beer. Lots and lots of beer. It’s taken a really long time to accept that fact as reality. But it’s true. I know it. Subby knows it. Love is not something that flowed freely – if at all – in the household I grew up in. It’s embedded deeply and no amount of reprogramming will change it.
To eliminate the cringe and keep the positive vibes of the scroll going, I’ve made a slight alteration. As with all the “wills”, I have crossed out the portion of being conceived in love. I cannot change the past. It’s gone. I can however, have a positive impact on the future. I was brought forth with a purpose and I will do all in my power to ensure that purpose is served.
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Kelly thank you for your honest blog. See you next week.
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