The Odd Years

My 29th birthday is quickly approaching...I'm a little apprehensive about it. It's not because I feel like I'm getting old (well, maybe it is a little), but mainly because I think it's going to be a big year for me. My dear friend Lindy told me the other day "Just remember, the odd years are always the good ones." At first we laughed and laughed about that, but now, I find myself thinking on that more and more.

29 is going to be a good one. I foresee a lot of hardships in this next year. But I just said it was going to be good, right? Well, I am now completely convinced that this next year is going to define how I will be living the rest of my life. In character, determination, will, soul, spirit. I will be taking a very, VERY close look at myself (which is never easy to do). I will be making lots of decisions. I will be starting a new career. I will be reframing my role in my life.

I began today. I asked for help. I asked for guidance. I asked for my path to be illuminated. I asked for this from God. And now I know I'm not alone in this. In the past, I have gone through very deep depression. This is the first time in my life where I felt like all the hardships from my past had a purpose. I went through depression so I could learn how to conquer it and face this next year with complete clarity. I feel like I just woke up. Like I just came out of a fog.

I'm looking forward to this odd year. I'm excited about the work I have to do. I'm SCARED out of my mind! But I'm going to do it. Because that's who I am.