I have 14 days until I turn 29.
But after reviewing my 28th year of life I am both happy and a little pained. But, so is life.
As I was sitting in church tonight and listening to the priest talk about moving mountains I almost cried. Yup, there were almost tears. But the tears were not out of sadness, but out of relief, that I was back in the space that made me feel centered.
I don’t have to climb every moutian that gets in my way. I can move it with the power my faith gives me. And that message I will hold close to my heart as I journey into my 29th year of life.