It brought me through 

Life gives up and downs. From the moment breath enters a body the story begins. All reality starts and the things that are being taught become fact over fiction. 

I was brought up hard.

Moved from the inner city of Kansas City Missouri to the stomping grounds of Omaha. I made my journey into adulthood.

  
Well rounded in religious beliefs. Sidetracked by hard knocks. Family struggles and the building blocks of life with strife as a banner. 

It challenged me to become more.

  
I love that my life took me to low places. Deep dark spaces. If it wasn’t for those experiences I would not acknowledge the light that I see. I wouldn’t be able to fully appreciate those who have helped me along the way. 

  
I love the way life picks out how things go. Then gives me the tools to decide for myself parts of the path that I want to take.

My attitude of gratitude has not come easy. I’m grateful that I have found it. I hope that I will forever keep it. 

Day 24 of grateful January. The question is what challenge are you grateful for? I love to hear your stories about life and your insight into the world. Feel free to leave a comment. 
C.L Cunningham 

Happy Wednesday 
Sending you peace and blessings 🙏🏼

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