Reflection time.

My mother and I had a conversation the other day about what

a difference a year makes.

Seriously.

Last summer I was in a relationship - that, by all means,

wasn't started correctly - and by that I mean, he made another girl feel

like he was into her & stopped hanging with her - and started

hanging out with me. Causing a lot of drama.

It took me a long time to figure out after we broke up, that I wasn't

that person. I wasn't a girl who didn't care about another

girls feelings because some boy payed attention to me. I wasn't someone

who got distracted by someone and didn't come hangout

with my grandma like I should have. And I sure wasn't someone that

fell for someone I hardly knew.

I made a lot of mistakes within a couple of months - and I'm truly

sorry for any and every pain I caused.

BUT

that's taught me more than I'll ever know.

What a difference a year makes.

-I've had an emotional overhaul.

-I've learned exactly what it means to be loved. And to love.

-I've found new passions.

-I've given more thought to what I want out of life. (not in a selfish

way, but more of a discovery)

-I've trained and completed a 5 and 10k.

And that's just a little bit of my year.

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I know a lot of this doesn't really apply right now - I've just been

thinking about it a lot lately. Especially since mom and I talked about it.

I've become a whole new person, and sometimes

I don't even know how to go about acting like that new

person - because it's that fresh.

But I'm working, changing, adapting. I know that's what

life is all about. And all I want is to be what I'm supposed to be.

What I'm supposed to accomplish in life.

It's scary and overwhelming, but it's also very new and exciting -

which makes it worth it.

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I don't know where I'm headed, but that's the best part.

<3