This is my first post of the year. Okay, actually it’s my first real blog post ever. Like almost everyone, I wanted 2020 over. Each new year should be welcomed in with hope for the future, but for me—there was no hope or joy. Last year was filled with the pain and grief of losing my mother and firstborn daughter 8 months apart and two months later, a great niece; igniting within me nothing but fear and anxiety as I faced the new year.
One month into the new year, I finally feel more at ease with a renewed spark of hope. I’m sure you’re wondering what changed? Nothing much really. I just decided to focus on my relationship with the Father and take Him at His word. I’ve decided to let my dreams and faith be bigger than my fears. I am a true introvert, but I’ve decided to step outside of my comfort zone and just enjoy being me—a girl from a small town in Georgia who loves the Father, her family, friends and the written word.
While 2020 and even 2021 may not be as we envisioned, I am determined to make this year work for me. I am blessed just in being able to have walked into another year in good health. I value and appreciate each day that I open my eyes. I am moving forward no matter how uncomfortable it feels—life is meant to be experienced and enjoyed. I’m coming out for the world to see… care to join me?
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