Rejoicing Always

After the countless hours I spent in doctors offices and hospitals over the period of my eating disorder recovery, Jesus ignited something inside me. Something I never thought He would ever ignite in me. A passion to become a nurse. The nurses who took care of me at Children's Hospital and the amazing nurse who took care of me at the clinic I attended weekly made lasting impressions on my life. If somehow, some way, God lead you to read this today, THANK YOU. Thank you is not enough to tell you how much you have impacted my life. Your passion and desire to help others who are in a desperate state in their lives, like I was, is why I am here today. My junior year of high school, after I was in a good routine with my recovery, I brought this idea to my mom. "Ha! Okay..." she said. I was always a germ freak, and me, wanting to be a nurse and work in the most germiest (it's a word) place everyday, yeah okay. So she entertained the idea and organized a way for me to go

Caged :  To put or confine in or as if in a cage. Today I am going to write about something that truly has molded me into the woman I am today. This is something I was "caged" in for many, many years. Most of you probably know about this story, but I am going to put it out there anyway. Am I proud of this? Absolutely NOT. Do I glamorize this? Absolutely NOT. These were some of the most difficult moments in my entire life, and I do not wish this on anyone. But I also would not trade these moments for anything. Through all of this, God was molding me. Even during the times I tried to take over control, He didn't throw me away. He just sat there patiently, continuing to mold me with every bump in the road.  From as far back as I can remember, I have been a perfectionist. I wanted everything to be perfect, everyone to be happy, and everyone to like me. I began gymnastics when I was 3 years old. It was my LIFE. I would eat, sleep and breath gymnastics. Soon just the gymnas