God works in His mysterious ways to restore me when, in the midst of all hurt and pain I chose to almost drown myself into, He pointed me to an old box to find a piece of paper with this on…
“Should you despair over a relationship gone bad;
think of the person who has never known what it’s like to love
and be loved in return.
Should you find yourself the victim of other people’s bitterness,
ignorance, smallness or insecurities; remember, things could be worse.
You could be them!”
I literally belted up for one good heavenly minute, took the deepest breath I had not taken since October 5th 2008 walking away from the enemy gate, then in great relief belted out… “Oh Enida! God loves you!”
Nothing felt better after that than putting the Watsons shower cap on my head, singing to the tune of Ville Du Havre in the shower, and smirking at every little lie someone (has been telling and) has to tell herself through her teeth for the rest of her perfect life to deny her bitterness towards her warehouse-sale-price self, to deny her ignorance, the smallness of her conscience, and her insecurities.
Pity.
Questa è Enida 
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