I’ve long believed in the journey, that as individuals we exist simply for the experiences that life puts before us and to pursue the dreams that only we can create and understand.
In 2016, I dug deep and I questioned both my past and my future. Now, for possibly the first time in my life, I feel like I have finally arrived.
I have regained the personal confidence and sense of self, that my mother assures me I had as a little girl. I didn’t care what anyone thought of me and my beautiful mother never told me that I should.
I have found words for my emotions, I choose when to use them and I now know that silence when I yearn to speak is never the way forward.
I have learned to trust in myself, to truly believe in the power of my hearts song. I understand now, that my heart has never led me astray, I just never listened when she was whispering in my ear.
I have learned that I don’t have to go at it alone, that it’s healthy to let some of the burden dissipate in a heartfelt embrace. In life we must rise to the occasion if we want to get where we’re going, but we will never actually arrive if we don’t stop and feel the feelings.
I awoke this morning with a smile on my face and overwhelming feelings of love, light and happiness. The exact things that I wished for last night as I toasted the new year and envisioned all the days, and all the adventures, that are yet to come.