I could spend a lot of time retelling tales of the past. I could write sentence after sentence bleeding into paragraph after paragraph focused on the pain, disappointment and heartbreak. The physical and mental energy to do just that has been spent. Instead, when I look back at the year that was, one phrase rings true over and over again; the triumph of perseverance.
We are too quick to dismiss the good in our lives. Likewise, we hold too tightly to everything that never went our way. I am not saying those things don't deserve inspection and pause, but if we clinch our fists around pain for too long, then the pain becomes us. It begins to define who we are. I don't want the moments of 2014 that didn't go my way to define me in a negative light. I want people to see the way I fill up a room or whatever space I occupy and be able to point out the triumph of perseverance.
Things may get worse or things may turn a corner and the days, months and year ahead may be a life defining period. Whatever comes my way, I am ready. I stand tall against the unknown, because this life has been a good one. If I can survive 2014, then I can do anything. It is with that spirit of what is possible I go not into that good night, but rather on every journey possible chasing everything I ever wanted to be.
Thanks for entering my world,