Dream Again

I’m having a little party today. Celebrating a new beginning.

I found out I had Endometriosis when I was ready to change the world. It interrupted my life, plans and dreams. I was young, naive and somewhat full of energy. The endless opportunities in my horizon excited me, that was until Endo got the best of me. I went from being energetic to psyching up to do simple and mundane tasks such as showering. Leaving the house was difficult, while keeping my dreams alive seemed like folly.

My periods had taken over my whole life. Pain was my companion and medication had become my cuppa. My previously blemish-less tummy, now held scars that were the only proof that my pain was real. That it was not a figment of my imagination. They vindicated me, though they remained hidden.  The color had been erased from my world. My rainbow had become a Zebra.

Even after I got better, it took a while to reclaim my mind. To change my mindset, to embrace the new season. I was scared to be okay, because I thought that a flare up was lurking in the shadows. When I had a series of good days, I almost felt guilty. One day, it dawned on me that I had given myself to Endometriosis. Yes, I had Endometriosis, but it too had me. I was stuck and suffocating. Life without Endo seemed foreign, like it was too good to be true. Like a privilege that I wasn’t supposed to enjoy. Fear held me captive, the possibility of having a normal life and then relapsing to the dark valley where I could barely do anything scared me.

I managed my life, expectations and dreams. Endo had taught me to cope, never to thrive. Somewhere in the midst of it I forgot how to shine, so I settled for mediocre. This mindset reduced my dreams to naught.

A  few months ago, I had an idea to start a Vlog, I had the episodes all lined up in my head, but the voice deep within, screamed that I couldn’t do it. So I buried the idea, but it kept resurrecting, no tomb of darkness could contain it. It became clear, that part of my life’s mission was to create content.

After weeks of toying with the idea, burying it, fighting it while embracing it, I decided to start it. What a relief it is, to finally just start. The hurdles seem bigger when you are stationary, when the ball starts rolling you see that your dreams can become a reality.

Karibu Yellow Endo Flower . To start us off, I talk about my journey with acne and why I stopped drinking coffee.

Link to video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pCQOngXT4WM&feature=youtu.be

Published by bibi2be

I am a wife to be, a beautiful bride making my way to the aisle. I have less than 6 months to get there, a day at a time. He put the 3 diamonds on my finger 6 months ago and so far so GREAT!!It has been the most beautiful journey ever. 'Life is a journey' are the wise words a friend shared with me that have made practical sense to me. I live my life a day at a time, with the end goal in mind. My resolve is enough to carry me through the day as for tomorrow and the days to come....I hear that HIS mercies are new every morning and should be quite sufficient to cover me in the days to come. So, I do not lack foresight...OH NO..In fact it is the opposite, I have just learnt to manage my expectations and enjoy my sphere of control:) I double up as the bride of Christ...He is my lover, my friend, at the center of my very existence. He is the reason I smile, the reason I have the strength to go the extra mile. He is my X-Factor, the reason that I will succeed and shine:) This blog is about my journey in life as I figure out my path to the aisle, to the other side of the wedding and most importantly to the other side of this very temporary life. When life overwhelms me,I wait for my sunshine:) as [caption id="attachment_6" align="alignnone" width="300" caption="I smile and wave!!"][/caption] Enjoy the journey of an extraordinary lady following her Master, fulfilling His mission and loving her mate! Bibi2be:)

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