This was a great reminder for me today.
There are many ways to tell the stories of our life. We are more than facts and circumstances. Our story also contains our perspective and this gives all the color. We get to decide that crucial element.
WE GET TO DECIDE.
I’m going to tell a little piece of my story-twice.
My story- take 1:
I am a twin, born premature, weighing 2 lbs and 14 oz. I have always been “sick”. Allergies, asthma, bronchitis, medications, steroids, allergy shots were all part of the routine of my childhood. At one time I couldn’t eat chocolate. I know, so awful huh? The dr thought I was allergic, so I watched from a distance as everyone ate my Momma’s fudge. Oh, that was as difficult as you can imagine.
I grew up in Georgia where it didn’t snow, but one winter it did, just a little bit. I was sick and couldn’t go out…
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