Trusting it will be beautiful.

Life has all kinds of peaks and valleys. Joy and heartache. Love and loss. My hope is that along the way, I will be pleasantly surprised by how some things will turn out better than I imagined. Because history has shown me that to be true.

At one point, I stuck to the same, familiar, SAFE spaces in life. I was scared to go beyond those spaces, anxiety high, negative thoughts holding me back. I hiked the same trails, and rarely went anywhere alone.

Yesterday a memory popped up from 11 years ago when I had a work trip that my anxiety was too high to make the drive solo so I pulled my son out of school and took him with me.

Since then, I’ve explored so many new trails, traveled alone, explored places I never imagined. I now drive thousands of miles, hours upon hours alone. That’s huge growth that I didn’t think was possible 11 years ago.

Day to day, I don’t notice the growth so much, but looking back even a year ago - I am a much different person than I was even then.

Do I imagine more? Yes. And I keep in mind when I’m imagining my beautiful life: if not this, then something better. 

Trusting that whatever comes next is going to be beautiful. ✨

Reach for the stars

I don’t know that I could have imagined the life I live, but I keep reaching beyond what I know. To learn, to grow, to expand. Knowing, that what comes next might just be more amazing than I knew possible.