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Miracle

I missed the gym today Raigan is home sick with a high fever so I’m
In double for tomorrow. I have 14 days to reach my goal 125-127 pounds
I made this goal because this year has been the most painful of years in my existence. I knew instead of giving into my depression and bettering myself that I would be so proud of myself and my strength the healing process has been long and hard and very lonely. But it’s a path I had to go on and I hear and feel God’s presence every day. It’s the only reason I’m not in a ball curled up crying.

I’m praying to God for some kind of Christmas miracle. I don’t know what but after all the tragedy I just need joy. But I know all he’s done brings joy also. I just pray for a real miracle. In 2019 I want to move. My weight will be where I need it, my heart healed and my relationship with God is great

I just want to be settled down and married. To have someone who truly loves me and loves and cares for my heart. I’ve never had anyone love me this way. I’m ready for this love. I thought I found it for real but he just didn’t love me the same. I can’t imagine dating again or loving someone else I just know someday I want a home where there is a lot of love and peace. I think it’s the only prayer I have left besides moving my list isn’t long but they seem far away. Trust God in our life journey for me and Raigan. Cheers to having it almost all together.

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