You are worthy!

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Today, a friend of mine sent me a beautiful message that read "I just feel I have to say this to you... You are a blessing. You may not realize the impact you have in people's lives (the blog for instance) but you do! Many may not like you, but to those who do, you are an amazing gift to have. Keep on doing what you do best! #TeamToya."

Right there, with those words, I was silenced. I am in awe. I still cannot wrap my head around those words without thinking it was meant for someone else. Could someone really think that highly of me? That I am an amazing gift to have? And for a while, I sat and thought about this. Until I realized that it is possible. People can think that highly of me. The devil is a liar. He wants us to feel worthless. But we are worthy! We need to stop second guessing ourselves and embrace the good vibrations. We need to cast out seeds of doubt and plant seeds of hope and faith. We are worthy!

Today, I want to thank Nadine Saila for reminding me that I am worthy, because we all tend to forget sometimes. You see, it takes a truly strong and confidant women to tell another woman how capable she is. It takes a special kind of woman to see the beauty of another and not be afraid to tell her. It takes a Woman of strength to uplift another Woman. And God has placed many of those women in my life.

If you have people in your life who remind you of your worth instead of break you down, hold onto them. They are precious.

Remember to embrace all the good things. Inhale it. Savour it. Be thankful for it.
You are worthy!

Take Care

Miss Stone

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  1. AnonymousMarch 24, 2013 at 5:19 PM

    You are an inspiration sunshine. I love you!!

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