Merry Christmas, With Love
Merry Christmas, With Love
The strength of a woman….I never understood what that truly meant until recently. I have been moving in silence in order to respect those whose name I still carry. I believed that the respect and dignity I portrayed would then be reciprocated….but pictures don’t lie.
Oh, the strength of a woman.
Who I was prior to June 20th is gone and she is NEVER coming back. I’ve had to mourn her, and that is okay. The knives in my chest and back have been removed and are now replaced by beautiful scars. The thing about scars is, no one makes it through life without them. Mine show that I fought and survived.
Oh, the strength of a woman.
God is taking me on a journey to find the new me. I am reluctantly going along and evolving into the person I am meant to be. I am closing a chapter in my life yet opening up a new one I never wanted to.
Oh, the strength of a woman.
I owe it to my family, my friends and all those who have come before me to keep moving forward. I owe it to myself. It is a privilege to be a part of and witness this journey and the next chapters in my life.
I am still Jasmin, just different. I am still Jasmin, but getting better. I am still Jasmin, and just as fabulous!
Oh, the strength of a woman.
Love, Jasmin & Fiona
xoxo