Congratulations, you're a seed. Well. I am at least. I have to fight for it, it's never going to just come to me. I have to go get it. And I have to break through my fears, through everything everyone has told me (potential and failures together), the vision in my head of where I thought I would be by now, all of it. None of it matters anymore. All that matters is that I'm alive and am reaching, running, fighting for what I want.
And when I poke my head out of this ground where I've been hibernating my winter away in, and see the sun, and breathe the air - every bruise, every wound, every fight, will have been completely and totally worth it.
And now, now I'm gearing up for the biggest fight me and the wall have ever had. The fight in which I'm going to kick its ass. I'm not only going to get what I need (a brand new, shiny, big girl job that pays all of my bills and then some) but I'm going to get what I want too.
And I want a lot. I want change and movement. I want a place of my own, I want to know I can do this on my own, I want a big bed and larger life. I want a real church community. I want new places to explore, new restaurants to find, new coffee shops to be loyal to. I want to make so many things. And nothing, nothing is going to stop me.
Don't let anything stop you either.
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