I have been thinking of the word Strength and what it means to me. Strength is much more than having the physical ability to move or lift things. Strength comes from all places even dark ones. Everyone has moments in their life that they wish they could change or do over. Moments that we are not proud of, periods that we were lost and roads we wished we didn’t take. What some don’t realize is it is in these times that strength appears and is ours for the taking. No one is perfect and no one’s closet is free of skeletons and that is okay.

Every choice we make, every road we take leads us to where we were meant to be. Sometimes bad things have to happen in order for us to grow and learn. If you allow your mistakes to hold your mind captive you will forever be a prisoner and serve a life sentence.

Today is the day, get up and rise from your ashes and start a new beginning. It’s never too late to become the person you always wanted to be. Take the skeletons from your closet and dig them a grave, they are just bones, you are the substance! 

The skeletons were just clutter sitting upon your strength.