Thirty-one-derful

Today is the day. It is a small milestone but a mile stone, non-the-less. I am 31 years young. The reason today is special is because I never thought I would live to see the day. I have no idea why but from a very young age I did not think I would live past 30. When I say young age, I mean 5 or 6 years old. I don’t know if I thought it would be my life style, some horrific accident or illness but I simply did not think I would make it to thirty-one-derful and a HERE I AM! I can’t say that life has been a bowl of cherries lately. Honestly, it has been a bowl of rotten and heinously sour lemons that have started to mold and collect fruit flies. Despite the fact that (in my mind) I should be dead and I have felt dead for the better part of the past 72 hours, I am hopeful.
I know it sounds crazy but I feel like the worst is over. I have been given the opportunity to pull myself up, brush myself off and make a fresh start. That is exactly what I intend to do. My entire life has been a distraction lately from who I really am and what I really want. I lost myself in something else for a minute but I am found once again and I am ready to take action!
I feel like each and every event of my entire life has built me up for this moment, this time. It is my time. It is time to shed the fears of the past and uncertainty of the future and just JUMP! I have spent so much time thinking, planning and ultimately doing nothing lately. Change is on the horizon. I am so excited. I hope you are too. Hold on for the ride.