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you can call me survivor

"Yes, girl, YES!"
I thought this as I read these words:
"do you know that feeling; when you're walking through a dark time and you're wondering if hope or joy are even possible? your heart is grieving. and then you feel it--just a hint of light. the smallest ray of hope. and you hold onto it as tightly as you can." As if someone were speaking directly to me.
As if those words were written for me.
I know the darkness and God only knows how I also know the light.  I've learned in such hard ways how to seek the light.  When the light enters I grasp for it, wrap myself around it, and hold on for dear life.

I am a survivor.  I've said these words to you before, loveys.  I know I say this repeatedly, but in my heart of hearts, my core, I know God put me on this earth to survive.

Let me take you back a little bit to why those words above penetrated my soul so deeply as I read them...

Way back for just a minute...

Back to when I was sitting in a hospital roo…

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