During this season it is so easy for me to write off all the resolutions I made at the beginning of the year: I’m almost a whole week behind in my reading plan, haven’t gone to the gym in 12 days, and I’ve had fried foods and soda at least once for the last six days. I just dismiss those poor choices as permissible and tell myself that January is almost here; I can start again then. The problem with that philosophy is there are still days to live through, assignments to complete and submit, and work and family to attend. No matter how overwhelmed I feel because I’ve let so many things slide, I will still occasionally and randomly snap out of my unproductive trance just in time to remember what I learned a long time ago: This would be a bad place to give up! That simple little phrase tends to bring a smile to my face and joy to my heart because I’m reminded that life comes in waves. The ebb and flow will always change, and brighter days are headed my way if only I will continue to choos...
The journey of a girl becoming a woman.