jessica lynn shull

becoming the woman God needs me to be

a fighter

It was better because I had to fight for it.

An early alarm clock though I hardly slept.

A too tiny cup of hotel room coffee.

Two hundred and fifteen stairs.

Alone at a table with a wet chair.

I sat down.

I fought for this moment.

The sun.

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thoughts go here... be nice... be thankful...

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This entry was posted on September 23, 2018 by in myfaith.
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