Twas a dark and stormy night...

Nah I'm just kidding lol

But it was an interesting night.

It brought back to remembrance where I'm from. And despite things I've gone through, stuff I've seen, past all the imperfections...I'm truly from a place of love.

My sis came through bearing gifts for my bday and concerns for my future, my mom and dad were arguing, and my room looked a wreck. But u know what, at the end of the night love prevailed.

I got an opportunity to walk through the neighborhood under and a fairly clear sky apart from a round and lovely yellow moon. As we walked Brownie (the nicest/smartest/cutest Chihuahua in the land) and talked, memories flooded back of the person who lived here, the person who lived there, and the person I've been and who I've grown into being.

I don't know if this reflection is some emotional side effect from turning 21, but it is indeed mingled with thanks to God for His mercy in keeping me to this point.

I walked around those familiar blocks, seeing beaten paths not as worn as they once were, now glad my new steps are in the direction of Christ...talk about Happy Birthday

p.s. - moonlight and big sisters are dope