Seven years ago, I had a whole different life. I had a house and a family. I had a plan for the future. I had a sense of purpose and identity. And then one day, it was all gone. Gone. It happened so fast that I wondered how much of it had been mine to begin with.
After that, there was a whole lot of pain, a whole lot of questioning, and a whole lot of suffering and surrendering. But every second of sadness and despair I’ve ever been through, I would go through it all again to get here, to this place where I am now. I have all the things I had before, and then some. I have a beautiful child and a man who adores us. I have a new life, more purpose, and the deep understanding that I can endure anything. I don’t make plans anymore. I let life surprise me.
Not a single day goes by that I’m not grateful.
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
