It's a funny thing writing about myself. Just being transparent in this day and age can be scary because it seems that everyone has an opinion about one another that they feel compelled to share. Nevertheless, here goes! ;0)

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I chose this picture to share here because it's raw & unedited, accurate, and authentically me. I snapped this selfie in front of the window in my office. I see wrinkles like train tracks across my forehead from 52 years of many expressions. I see crepe-paper lines dancing at the corners of my eyes from 52 years of more smiles than tears. I see freckles from exposure to the southern sunlight that has left it's fingerprint on my skin. I see a light in my eyes that is more than a reflection through the panes of glass. I see a smile that is content and confident declaring "I am loved."

I like the woman I see.

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I've been told that "Because you're beautiful, people won't believe that you've ever had a hard life."

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Believe me when I tell you that the description above was not always my reality. I have known pain, loss, betrayal, and disappointment. My life has had it's share of calamity and disasters that I didn't choose and could not change.

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However, 34 years ago I collided with God - The Author of Hope Himself became my Divine Mentor and ever since He's been teaching me how to live 'disaster proof from the inside out'.  

Always learning. Always growing. Always advancing.

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This awareness changes everything!