34

Thirty-three was a whirlwind of a year. There have been some ups and a lot of downs. There have been plenty of late nights and early mornings—a lot of praying and countless tears. The year brought some accomplishments and some failures. Rejection. And if thirty-three taught me anything, it’s that I don’t know as much as I think I do. Life is still messy, I’m still a mess, and there’s a lot of work that remains to be done. It taught me that even when you’re doing better, life is still hard. Relationships are still hard. Parenting is still hard. But there’s also a lot of good, too, though. There are so many things to be grateful for.

Yesterday, I turned thirty-four, and I’m so blessed to see another year. So, here’s to another trip around the sun. God willing. Here’s to learning more about myself. To being granted patience. Here’s to being a better mom and a better partner. To bending rather than breaking. Here’s to being that much closer to graduating. To finally going after something rather than settling. Here’s to more adventures and travels. To seeing my family and loved ones more often. Here’s to growing in my faith and attending church more often. To receiving grace and extending it. Here's to learning and understanding. To being open to possibilities. And here’s to whatever comes next in this chapter of my life. Here’s to 34. 🖤