Moving from surviving to thriving.
It’s been a while.
I’m not even sure when I last wrote. Life has been busy, and a source of constant change. Within this time, I have continued to do the next right thing. Sometimes just taking it moment by moment.
I have outgrown my old life. I have grown into someone with the need for a purpose. The need to help others.
And so, tomorrow morning I start my drive to Utah. I am moving. I’ve secured a job in the recovery field. I will be a recovery advocate in a residential trauma facility, just like the one I attended a year ago.
I’ve rediscovered who I am to be, what I want to do.
This decision didn’t come lightly. I’ve spent a year weighing the pros and cons. Listening to my heart as it tells me who I am, and what I’m to do.
This past year has been hard, and it has been amazing. I’ve found myself again. I may not always like the person I am, but I’m learning to love her just as she is.
Tomorrow, I will be on a 36 hour drive to the home I’ve found with my found family.
This new journey in my life looks like it will be amazing.
I am ready to move from surviving to truly living.