One of my earliest memories I have is swinging on a grey and creaky swing-set; on a beautiful farm when I was about four years old. There was a red barn that set in a clear low valley and every time I sat down on that swing it was my priority to get high enough to see over that red barn. I remember thinking, “If I can just get high enough to see over that barn, I know I will be able to see what else is out there.” Pretty radical thoughts at the tender age of four. Well, I still have those radical thoughts and that four year old little girl was a dreamer with a creative imagination. Except, life’s trials blew her little light out for a awhile, but somewhere deep in her spirit lied a will to fight, to fight for the hope of something more.
This is just the beginning of my story. With Shining Hope’s blog I will fill in the blanks.By doing so I hope to inspire you, and share some resources with you that helped me climb out of the darkness and back into the light. Stay tuned…….