I Am

I got lost, again.  But getting lost is just part of the journey of being found.  I know this.  I've lived it. But it's so hard to figure out where to start.  So I've just been putting one foot in front of the other, moving in what I hope is a forward direction.  At this point, moving with direction is better than staying stuck or wandering aimlessly.

I feel so lost because I've forgotten who I am.  I've compromised to the point of sacrificing myself, my beliefs, and my values - compromised to the point of sacrificing the very essence of who I am.

Or so I thought...

I'm realizing every day that I never gave myself completely away.  No one can take that from me.  Maybe they can shake my self-confidence, make me doubt my worth, or question my reality; but strip me down and take that which makes me "Me"?  Never.  There is a quiet voice inside me that is growing louder each day reminding me who I am.

I am loving.

I am kind.

I am gentle.

I am quiet.

I am trusting.

I am genuine. 

I am honest.

I am strong.

I am brave. 

I am bold. 

I am fierce.

I am resilient.

I am focused.

I am responsible.

I am hard working.

I am dedicated.

I am understanding.

I am a good friend.

I am a loving mother.

I am a caring nurse.

I am full of grace.

I am full of hope.

I am full of faith.

I am beautiful.

I am loved.