25/10/2023
the feels i get when i realize that if college molly could see me now i don’t know if she would believe the life we have. 🥺
i recently gave a talk at our church youth retreat about being unable to find satisfaction in the world (we are not enough on our own, nor are material goods). in it, i touched on my time in college when my sickness was at its worst. during that time, it was assessed (out loud) every semester whether or not i could return to school due to my physical, mental and psychological state. it was also assessed (not out loud) whether or not i could ever manage to live an independent life apart from my parents.
however, through years of dedication (in the form of money, time, emotional output and more) the possibility for a future was formed.
in the depths of despair during those hard years i clung to a Hope that is beyond comprehension. i learned about the healing power of food, spiritual connectedness and a positive environment (physically and emotionally).
without all of that, i am unsure of who i would be today. i truly don’t like to contemplate the molly that would have been created without all of that.
so, for all of those changes - the practitioners, my dedicated parents, supportive friends and intentional professors - i am eternally grateful. for a God who saw fit, by His grace, to keep me entirely devoted to knowing Him still - my life is wholly His. and to the people (especially my husband and two sweet boys) who have come following a change in outcome that could only be described as miraculous - you are the future i couldn’t fathom and yet always dreamt of.