Ever wonder what would happen if you woke up a different person? In a very real sense that is what I am doing. I have spent over 30 years keeping a large chunk of myself stuffed into a tiny box, hoping the box holds forever. It didn’t. About a year ago the box broke and in December 2016 it shattered far beyond repair.
So who am I?
I am a girl.
I am a creature of the night. **
There’s never been any doubt of those facts – at least not for me. What I have learned is…
I am submissive. I love letting others make decisions. I’m usually so easy-going that I rarely need to pick something thing over another. That’s not to say I can’t decide, only that I have no problem letting others decide for me.
**Edit: This is not the same as “evil.” I think and work best after dark. Some call it “night owl.” But today I call it “creature of the night” so my friends have a reference to draw closer. From this I can show them God’s love through example.