January 11: Liberation day.
I am truly free. I no longer have a devastating need to be loved.
And now I love him for the right reasons. And he loves me.
And now I finally have everything I wanted…since I was 11. I finally saved myself…and was saved. And I get the chance to do it all over again. It’s like someone is pointing me in the right direction. It feels meant to be. Like all these pieces have fallen together for some reason.
If he comes home, it’s meant to be.
Life is crazy like that, isn’t it?
I finally get what I deserve.
Everything is happening exactly as it should. I knew it.
Do not tame my heart.
And here is where God lead me. It took so long. And it was so worth it.
And the wheels on the bus go round and round…