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" I can say I hope it will be worth what I give up.
If I could stand up mean for all the things that I believe."- Santogold

I am a Hardy child. For those who haven't heard my story before, let me rephrase what that means.  The youngest of three and the strongest, I've been a bit of a revolutionary my entire life.  I love strong, I live fast, and I am completely devoted to optimism.  My endurance has proved itself to be tremendous though I never took the time to appreciate that. 

Yesterday afternoon, I checked into what has to be the worst motel in Los Angeles and curled into a ball on the oddly scented bed.  I wept and asked my spirit to tell me what to do.  I put an ear to my heart and I waited for it to speak. I asked for a miracle, I asked for patience...and I prayed for hope.  I woke up this morning with the idea that everything was going to work out.  That I was going to make it to whatever star I had been chasing since I was staring out at the barely visable stars that were above my head in North West, Philadelphia. 

My muse also known as my older sister, RPM told me once to appreciate the size of my heart.  It is a gift from God to  be able to love so many and so much.  At first I told her I didn't want to be that way and I wanted to turn it off.  But when I truly  thought about it...that's never been me. Love keeps me alive,it moves me in the directions I need to go into.  I think with my heart and the brain follows.

I guess what I am trying to say is  I am not giving up.  Not yet.  Stay tuned...