Jessica S. Preston

I'm reminded of a dream a friend shared with me back in December...   One day I was scrolling through IG and saw a pic of a beautiful wedding cake that reminded me of a dream I had the night before. In the dream was actually a small glimpse of me in a wedding dress. So, thinking nothing much of it, I reposted the photo captioning it “I had a dream I was in a wedding dress last night. Not sure who the guy was crazy enough to marry me but this cake is beautiful."   So, later that evening, I received a text saying, I need to talk to you, I'll call you in a few. So like a little kid I’m like ok, anxiously awaiting to hear what she had to say. Well a week went by and I texted her saying what did you need to talk about? She responded, I'll call you later this week.  Finally she called. She went on to explain that she’d had a dream about me & a special someone, preparing for our special day. I call...

I saw a post yesterday that read, I used to be the person who walked in the room & wondered if anyone liked me, now I walk in wondering if I like anyone... Well the 1st part of that was true, the second part was true to an extent. I wondered if you liked me, then let that determine whether I liked you. When in reality I did like you, but couldn't understand why I couldn't fit in with you. Why didn't you treat me like you treated the rest? Why did I have to feel like the outcast or the oddball out. It wasn't until later, I realized that I was never created to fit in. Yea, we hear people say this alot... but to actually understand the depth of this saying is truly the beginning of understanding the beauty of who you are. As children, we long to be loved by our parents, relatives and close friends. Once that connection is established (or not) then as we grow, we seek an extended love… school friends, boyfriends or girlfriends. Then as we continue to mature into ad...

This morning as I was undressing to get into the shower after a great workout, I tossed aside the shirt I was wearing, noticing the wording but not wanting to look at the wording. The words on the shirt represented something that had started in my heart back in 2012 that I hadn't touched since the summer of 2014. Just as quickly as I tossed the shirt aside, the knowing was there for me to deal with it. I'm thinking to myself, I can't afford to take my mind there right now. I just got from boot camp, let me just enjoy the positive energy for now. As soon as I stepped into the shower, I began to pour my heart out. God this is the truth. As much as I wanted to speak as if I was telling my truth to another human being & cover up, I couldn't. The words hurt as I spoke them, buy I had to continue. I ended by saying I just don't know what to do about it, because it hurt me... It’s funny how God responds. I stayed up late last night baking for teacher’s appre...