I've been through more hardships in my life than your average adult; been knocked down to my knees, and struggled to get back up, but my Daddy taught me better than that. I might be weak at times but His strength is made perfect in my weakness (2 Corinthians 12:9). I'm not smart, I'm not dumb, I'm not fake, I'm not real, I'm Chantelle and that's all I can ever be. I've learned that its great to be loved, but better to love. I may come across as a happy go lucky person who hasn't had a troublesome past and has had everything given to her. Truth is, I smile because I thank God everyday for bringing me through the rough periods of my life, and making me a stronger person. I've come to know that everything happens for a reason. Things may not always go as planned, but some things have to fall apart so something better can fall into place. I realize that I am not perfect. I'm just trying to live according to my purpose and hear "well done, my good and faithful servant" when I've ran my race (Romans 8:28, 2 Timothy 4:7, Matthew 25:21).