It arrived yesterday after I finished running a million errands. I was feeling strange that day. I was in that awkward place in between being utterly terrified by and excited for the future. When I opened that package and saw my name in that Olde English script, a wave of satisfaction came over me. You know how you strive for something for so long but you have nothing to show for it? Well, I felt like I finally had something to show for it.
I couldn’t help but think, man I did all that for this piece of paper. But in that moment, that piece of paper meant so much to me. It was something tangible that served as a reminnder to me that I can succeed. I can finish what I start. I was proud of myself. I am proud of myself, because it wasn’t easy for me. You can check out my struggle in Fin de siecle. But I didn’t quit.
So, what’s next? No clue. That’s what’s exciting and terrifying. I have no idea what I’m going to do with my life. But I do know a few things. I know that God is going to lead me directly to my destiny. I know that whatever I do I’m going to do it well. And I know for sure, that I’ll be enjoying (and documenting) the ride.
I can only strive to reach and help as many people as I possibly can. My only goal is to reciprocate the love that I have received in life, be it from God, my family, friends, and loved ones. I have more than enough to give away. I want to share it with everyone I come in contact with. That’s how I’m choosing to live my life. Whatever happens along the way…let’s just hope it makes for great stories 😉