I. B E L I E V E.

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I am special.

I am talented.

I am one in a million.

Did I always believe these things? NO! In high school I struggled with this. Sure I was good at things. Captain of my dance team as a sophomore, going to nationals for a business competition ect. All good things. But for some reason, I just couldn’t look the good in the eye. I couldn’t except the fact that I deserved good things to happen to me. Why is this you may ask? I couldn’t tell you. I have been told my whole life that I was a special girl. That I have a light to share. But for some reason, I just couldn’t see it. So what changed that?

The realization that its MY life! Not my birth mothers, not my adopted parents. Mine. Now some of you who are reading this might think ” Wow this girl is really self-fish”. Allow me to explain myself.

The decisions we make in life are largely based on experience. Yes! But, as we grow older we learn new things and meet new people. Our ideas and opinions of the world change and evolve. We change.

You and I both deserve good things out of life. Is this entitlement? Yes, I am entitled to the life I want to live. Now not without hard work and trials. But we all deserve good things to happen in our lives. I have worked with a lot of students who have been told their whole lives that they will never amount to anything. And having been through the same situation myself in just the 4th grade, I understand where that hurt is coming from. But let me just let you in on a little secret. As soon as you start taking your life into your own hands… good things will start to happen. Doors that you never thought could be opened, are suddenly wide open waiting for you to take the leap.

My whole life my mom has called me a dreamer. And I am. I dream for a day when people like me who don’t have what most people consider a normal story will be able to be comfortable enough to walk around and be proud of who they are. I dream that one day I will be able to better understand my own personal story and journey. But most of all, I dream of a day, when kids young and old will realize just how much they are loved and cared for. If not by their parents then by their friends and extended family. And if not by them then by me. It is my dream for one people to know that sometimes as easy as it is to see that bad in the world, that there is so much good to be shared.

If we just believe.