He never leaves me.

Today was my high school graduation (whoop whoop!!). I was absolutely ecstatic because I have completed something that few NYC students complete in the standard 4 years. My mother, little sister, aunt, cousin and my pastor attended this day with me. What was amazing was that my cousin gave me a bouquet of roses. I didn't realize what was happening at the moment but i found out later. We went out to eat at a soul food restaurant called Sylvia's. I'm not quite sure whether my expectations were too high or it had too much southern flavor but to me the food was alright. When you live in New York for so long you begin to mistake southern flavor with artery clogging heaviness. Anyway, i ate there with my cousin and aunt and we chatted about my near and distant future. After we headed to check out this "famous" tattoo shop called Black Ink (none of us plan to get tattoos), then from there we parted ways. On my way home I got many congratulations and smiles from people. It was almost as if the bitterness that comes with a day in NYC was briefly lost because I was wearing a blue gown and a bright smile. It felt really good to have people appreciation, especially my pastor's. When i got home I flung my shoes and freed my face from the mask of makeup I was forced to wear. I then proceeded to tend to the beautiful pink roses i received from my cousin. I was dancing around like i didn't have a care in the world and right before i danced out the kitchen i counted the roses (i'm not sure why i did that) and i found that i had 8 roses. I immediately started to cry because i realized how God's word never fails. 8 is the number of new beginnings and the color pink means unconditional love and hope. God is giving me a new beginning of unconditional love and hope. I am truly greatful. I don't know what exactly God is going to do with me but i trust Him. Though i'm nervous for whats ahead i'm looking forward to it.