As of a couple weeks ago, I was feeling a little depressed about turning 31. There was so much anticipation built up to 30, only for it to feel a like a let down.
Thought I would have found the job, the home, the neighborhood, the relationship…
The intangible sweet spot.
However, if I look with a different lens that allows me to see past the initial disappointments, I am beginning to see a different me.
I see a woman who has weathered some really difficult storms; yet has somehow come out the other side a little tired, but not defeated.
Faith tested, yet unwavering in the face of trial. This is the woman I want to be when I share stories with my grandkids in 30 years.