Well doesn’t time work in funny ways? As I reopened this post to finally hit publish, I realized it has taken me nearly a month to figure out what I wanted to say. Entering year 28 did not happen in quite the way that was planned, but it was certainly a reminder to live life to the fullest each day you have and to love harder than ever.
All this time – each moment of every day – we are writing the words, sentences, and chapters that is our life. At the end, everything we’ve done, we get to read it back and hopefully say “that was a great story.”
A longer version of this sentiment was what inspired my sister and I to write my grandfather’s eulogy the way we did. Ever since the day we shared our thoughts about our amazing grandpa, I’ve been reflecting on my days and facing the choices I’ve had to make with a clearer heart and mind, focused on what truly matters.
For me…this is 28.
28 is skipping workouts to spend early mornings walking the beach and eating cinnamon rolls, not obsessing over each calorie consumed or workout missed.
28 is less focus on numbers, more focus on gratitude for all that is, has been, and will be.
28 is focusing on a full heart, instead of a full calendar.
28 is becoming part of our community, not just living in it.
28 is pushing limits, not accepting them.
28 is giving more encouragement, and empowering those around me to go after their dreams.
28 is more faith and light, less worry and doubt.
28 is just do it, instead of maybe someday.
28 is embracing life more than I ever have before. I am confident that while I don’t know what the universe has in store for me, I know this year is going to be amazing.
This is 28.
