Sharing my story.
A thought on how little I've grown.
A couple of weeks ago I was scheduled to share a piece of my story at church. It was just a tiny slice. And I was terrified.
It was just a few minutes. No details needed. Say WHATEVER you’re comfortable with, Fabs.
It was nothing compared to the great caverns of vulnerability I’ve offered before, but how strange to realize I’ve grown a little more pr…