I began this blog a few years ago as a way to process the death of my best friend. It became since a source of enlightenment and healing.
When I embarked on that journey, I had no idea what was in store and wrote whatever needed to be written. In some blogs, I held onto hope. In others, I cried out of sadness and loneliness. I tried to remain faithful in spite of it all, believing that the life I had lived to that point was not all there was. It was all stepping stones on the way to something better. I firmly believed God had a plan for me. Was I always so sure? Nope. It was a struggle, sometimes daily, sometimes hourly. But, through it all, I always managed to call out to God for help, comfort, answers. Eventually, He answered me.
I met the farmer in August 2014. It was by chance (not really) that our paths crossed the way they did. At no other time and under no other circumstances would we have met were it not for the path laid by God. My first blog is proof of that. As a result of our meet, we will soon marry.
My need to blog has changed. My heart has healed and my prayers have been answered. For these reasons I will leave this blog and begin a brand new one. Its a bittersweet feeling however there is no sense putting new wine into old wine skins, right?
An end and a beginning as I present - The Farmer Takes His Bride.
Me!!!
