The last line in this weeks chapter hit home the most for me. "We've got to be true to ourselves."
Much of my life, I had no idea who I was. I won't go into all the reasons why or the roads I took, because the important thing is, I am here right now. I know this may seem strange, but for years I didn't know the color of my eyes. I kept putting green on forms or saying they change with what I wear. I totally don't understand that at all, because they are definitely blue. It was as though a veil ket me from seeing and accepting ME. Well, no more. Today's post is a huge step, a declaration if you will. This is who I am at age 56 with no makeup in my jammies, my hair flat, in January of 2009. I am aging and my face reflects a bit of the illnesses I've been fighting the past several years. This is me. I love me, blue eyes and all. This week's chapter was about being published and moving past rejection, not giving up. Y0u know what? If I never write another word or see my work in print, I am going to enjoy my life and be true to myself.