We don’t get a chance to read all of the blogs on the site, but from time to time we do notice a few that stick out and just grab a hold of us. This recently blog by Nadia had me captivated. This is the true essence of MFI people. This is what it’s all about! Thanks Nadia, I couldn’t have said it better myself!

Wow! I’m still in shock. The last seven months have truly had a life-altering impact on me. I’ve spent most of last night and today thinking about this journey, and settling in to the idea that it’s over. I must admit that I feel a little sad that it’s over. Because I changed my goal (which was $5200) just minutes before I reached my new goal ($4700), something about it felt slightly anti-climactic. However, seeing my picture in HOF…well, that felt amazing.

To the ladies: It is difficult for me to put into words how grateful I am to all of my benefactors, but likely, you understand this. I tried to be myself and treat every guy here like a gentleman, not a boob bank. One of the bene’s asked me if I had had any guys treat me badly, to which I replied that I had not. I could say that I was just lucky, but I truly believe that you attract the kind of energy that you put out. I followed the Golden Rule and treated others as I wished to be treated. No man here owes me anything, yet they chose to give me money, time, support, friendship, love and constant encouragement. I am overwhelmed when I think about how, in spite of the shitty nature of the global economy, these incredible men gave me (a woman they will likely never meet) money for boobs simply because I want them. Respect these men, ladies. They work hard for their money, as do you. I encourage you to remember one of my favorite quotes: “To thine own self be true”. As much as I urge you to respect the men, I beg of you to respect yourself. Dignity and grace cannot be purchased.

To my benefactor friends: As I’ve stated before, this journey has been about more than just boobs for me. I have learned, I have grown, I have found true beauty in a world that often shows anything but. Good people exist; Good men are out there. It is so easy to become jaded when life continually hands you lemons; When everyday is a struggle. I have chosen to see the world positively most of the time, but it’s the days that I’ve failed in that endeavor that I was able to find solace in my conversations here. I cannot count the times I have actually laughed out loud in chat, or smiled at the mear sight of a message from one of you. Maybe we will never meet, but I feel that I know so many of you. Thank you all for sharing your life with me and allowing me to do the same. Thank you for being loving and caring people who made a decision to come on this site and treat myself and the ladies here with respect. I once asked a close friend of mine to read one of my blogs before I posted it, to which he replied that it seemed too deep for a site such as this. I disagreed wholeheartedly. Some of you have taught me a thing or two about depth, and all of you have given me the inspiration to write in a way that reflects my true self. Once again, I thank you.

It may appear premature of me to post this before I actually get my boobs. However, whether I fail my review (which I don’t think will happen) or I get hit by a truck tomorrow and die flat chested, my sentiments towards you all remain the same. It was about the journey, not the destination. If I were to have to start from scratch again, I would be okay with that. 3 months ago I’m not sure that I could’ve said the same, but as with any journey, some steps are steeper than others. I crossed a hurdle, on this site and in my life. All it takes is a little day light to sweep away the shadows.

I will continue to stick around because I can’t imagine not hearing from my friends on here. Also, I’m not sure that I remember what I did with my free time before MFI, so until I figure that out again, I’ll be here often. lol I will probably PIF for someone as well, but I need some time to work out the details on that one.

The eight letters that make up the words ‘thank you’ hardly seem like enough, but until Webster pens some new words for gratitude, I’ll have to use them.

THANK YOU! I love you all!

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