A beautiful mess
At 7:15 on my birthday morning, I woke up thanking God for giving me that 20% chance to live. For the 38 years of this beautiful, yet messy life. For giving me strength to get up when I fall. For the weaknesses and challenges that give me courage because I had to discover new routes - new routes that I had NO idea even existed. For all the people that have crossed my path - my family, my friends, passerby’s and strangers and those that are still walking this path with me. God, I don’t know what trick you have up your sleeve, but this journey has been pretty exhilarating to say the least. I have no idea what I’ve signed up for, no idea where I’m going, or how much longer I have to live but this life…is a joyous ride. Why is this so exciting and a joyous ride one may ask? For starters, I’m alive. I’m well and looking back, how did I even get here?! Let me put it this way, the old wives’ tale of getting older and wiser is really a thing. I feel that I’m growing humble w