The year was 2010.
October.
I was a freshman who got wrapped up in the Utah Shakespeare festival in cedar city.
I was just a baby.
The idea of graduating was too far away to even handle. I thought I would drop dead before I hit graduation.
Oh, my Lanta, I'm actually going to graduate. Am I even old enough?
Goodness, when I was little, graduating meant being beautiful. Even now, a few days ago, I doubted my worth. I knew that I was created in my Father's image, but I didn't see the beauty in myself.
This blog post isn't to say that those problems are fixed. It's me trying work on how I see.
May you see your beauty.
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