Mighty

[Train]

I want to walk a little taller. I want to walk a little stronger. I want to have more laughter. I want to remember things (incredibly forgetful and scatterbrained these days). I want to be confident. I want to be independent. I want to finish tasks successfully. I want to be a great mom. I want to be a great friend, daughter, sister, aunt. I want to be real. Authentic. Understanding. Compassionate. Funny.

OK, done.

I'm gonna do this.

THIS is the same woman I "read" all night last night ... and, yes, even today, despite the shi!tstorms hurled at you, hardcore, the past little while.

I'm glad to have crossed paths with you, Mighty, and that a little of my own sh!tstorm might have helped. (And/Or maybe WILL help.)

You rock my socks, sista. You're miles ahead of where I've EVER been in this process.

You and me, baby? We're stuck like glue now. And I can't wait to see you continue to shine, shine, shine!

Rock on.