Ain’t no mountain high enough…
Seriously where does the time go?
A month ago I was vowing to blog more often and here I am four weeks later with a new blog post. I’m such a bad blogger. To be fair, things have been a bit hectic, and all the changes that were going on around me made it really difficult to sit down and put my thoughts into words. I had to find my footing again, and I think I’m almost back on track.
You see, I’ve been on a path for some time now, and things were moving along. That is until I found myself face to face with this huge obstacle, let’s call it my own personal mountain.
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At that moment, I had to make a choice, I had to decide if I was going to turn around and go back, or start climbing. For awhile, I wasn’t sure what I was going to do. So I stood there; I cried, I screamed, I yelled, I prayed, I listened, and then, I decided.
It wasn’t what I planned, it’s wasn’t what I wanted, but it was what it was, and if I wanted this dream, this life, as much as I say I did, then I would have to climb. And with that, I started climbing with the knowledge that I will be better and more grateful for everything because of it. I can’t just give up. I won’t settle. I owe it to myself to see this thing through and if that means I have to summit another mountain to do so, then so be it.
My path still lays before me, it’s just slightly altered and a bit longer than I expected, but my destination remains the same and my determination will see that I get there.
“Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark. In the hopeless swamps of the not quite, the not yet, and the not at all, do not let the hero in your soul perish and leave only frustration for the life you deserved, but never have been able to reach. The world you desire can be won, it exists, it is real, it is possible, it is yours.” – Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged