I don't think I ever considered how important one's name is. I was walking on the treadmill last night when it struck me.
Carey Zink is the old me. Carey Zink is fat, lazy, scared, undecisive, a doormat, alone, and living in darkness.
Carey Martin is the new me. Carey Martin is a wife and mother. She is healthy. She is strong. She is happy and secure. She is surrounded by nuturing friends. She dreams big dreams and takes action to make them come true. She isn't afraid to tell the truth about herself, no matter what the cost. She lives in divine light. Carey Martin is whom I was always meant to be!