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Rebuilding Strength When Nothing Moves Fast Enough

By The Artful Woman
I made it to the gym Saturday. And Monday. And today. If all goes well, I’ll go again Friday. It doesn’t sound like much. For some people it’s just routine. For me, it’s everything. Life is still chaotic. Today my workout got cut short because my caretaker had to rush to urgent care — teenage drama, a fight at school, one of those moments that reminds you the world doesn’t pause just because you’re trying to heal. Nothing in my life is moving quickly right now. Insurance is slow. Legal processes are slow. Disability is slow. Every step requires another referral, another form, another phone call. It feels like living inside a system that runs on “eventually.” Meanwhile, my body is still catching up to trauma. Nerves that were cut. Areas that are numb. Pain that lingers. A limb that’s gone. Metal holding things together. Some days I feel like a collection of repairs. And yet — the gym is the one place I don’t feel broken. It hurts to train. I’m tired. My body protests...
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Why Age Shouldn't Define You

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By The Artful Woman
Society tells us to keep our age a secret, but why? Age is just a number. True worth comes from experiences, not the year you were born. If someone judges me based on appearances, wealth, or possessions, that's their limitation.

What defines me is my inner self: my beliefs, my spirit, and my resilience. Life has handed me victories and losses, but through it all, I've learned to be a fighter. I refuse to settle. I trust that God rewards my efforts with true wealth – wisdom, peace, and unwavering faith. 

For me, faith liberates me from worry, fear, and doubt. It allows me to chase my dreams without hesitation. Surrendering to God's will has brought peace. I've learned that everything I need will be provided for. My role is to take action, stay faithful, and live a life that glorifies Him. 

Living in the spirit often means waiting, but this strengthens my connection with God. It may not always be easy, but the rewards are immense.

In my younger years, I travelled the world as a model. I encountered fame, wealth, and power. Yet, something seemed absent. Despite their seemingly perfect lives, most lacked true peace and spiritual depth. They were surrounded by yes-men and I struggled to find genuine connections.

True beauty lies within, I too, battled with vanity and ego, but I actively fight these flaws to deepen my spiritual connection. Material possessions can't fulfill what faith provides. 

While I yearn for certain things, the journey of rediscovering myself and developing new skills has been incredibly rewarding. My faith and God-given talents have propelled me forward, not age, looks, or money.
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