I looked in the mirror and I liked who I saw looking back at me.
I saw a beautiful confident woman with purpose, a survivor, an overcomer, stronger, and wiser woman.
I saw a woman gifted with creativity, oozing with compassion, and covered in love.
I saw a woman who refused to let someone else’s words define who she was, a woman accepted by God, no matter who rejected her.
I saw a woman forgiven, healed, and restored.
I saw me.