My twenties were full of many memorable moments, some more favorable than others, yet all contributed to a deeper understanding of myself. Of course there are some memories that had a greater impact than others, a few will follow. From my parent's divorce, I learned that no matter how wounded the heart, it is never broken beyond repair. From my own marriage, I learned that while initially there may not be only one person for each of us, as your love for one another matures, you realize they become the only one. From the purchase of our first home, I learned that if you fall back in trust, you will be caught. From my miscarriage, I learned that you really do become a mother the moment you see the double pink lines. From the birth of my first son, I learned that a moment can change you forever. From the the loss of my grandmother, I learned that forgiveness is not just beautiful, but freely offered each day. From my return to God, I learned that I am loved as is and as always. From the birth of my second son, I learned that it is completely possible to love another baby just as much as you love your first one.
Reminiscing over these last ten years, I became overwhelmed with gratitude thinking of all the people who inspired, encouraged, supported, and challenged me to become a better me. They are the catalyst for my goal for this next decade, to offer others the same grace I've been given.
