Word to My MitchMatch Socks.

In no way is this oh so glamourous as you can see from my socks. I’m keeping it honest as it is because I have no reason to front and I don’t mind going through what I’m going through because I see the results daily and I already see the light at the end of the tunnel. Also in no way is this for you to validate what I’m doing…nah I’m good. Shyt I just want to look back to see what I was doing, seeing, feeling and going through each day along this journey.

Yes, I still write in my journal but I can’t print pictures to put in there…I don’t have money for that. But I have so much of a love, drive and excitement about what is taking place! It feels warm like when you were little and peed in the bed but then got cold…but just the warm part…it’s just like a blanket of love!

Even though I have to get up 6am and get home at like 9PM it feels good to get up and love what I do and not know what exact what I’ll do or who I’ll see…word to my holey socks.

Thank God I got that foot surgery and Thank you God for letting me walk again too.