The past 10 days have reminded me, no matter how much you plan there’s always the unexpected.
It’s definitely been one of those periods where everything explodes. I’ve spent the majority of my time visiting my grandmother in the hospital. I’m behind in blogging, working, my resolutions. I am not the type who enjoys falling off track. I’ve worked through more stress than ever before and survived. I learned something this week about strength from my grandmother. And priorities too.
All this to say I’m hitting the new year reset button again. I didn’t quite get it right on January 1st, wasn’t prepared yet. I know what I really want and it’s more or less getting over fear and research of course. I know that I’m tired of watching others do what I love and not partaking in the journey. I need to take the leap too.
I can’t say when this will happen, only that the pieces will fall into place in time. It will be great to finally get things started :)
