End of an Era

It's a new day and a new perspective.

But so thankful that I took the time, during the most intense times of my separation grief, to jog down these notes.  So many things I had forgotten.  Not that forgiveness has been neglected on my part... it has been embraced.  But it reminds me from where I came.  It is difficult to see progress unless you maintain the visage of a starting point.

The genesis of this blog.... it is the starting point of grief.  Grief that I survived. Who would've known? lol

The ending of My View From the Gate is, in fact, a new starting point.... my jumping off place.  With reckless abandon & wide-eyed wonder, into the arms of Jesus.