My birthday has always been a time of reflection, and as I celebrate my 53rd trip around the sun, here’s what I’ve come up with.
My first instinct was to call this year “53 don’t f‘ck with me” but then I realized I’ve spent the last five years fighting to survive, and if there wasn’t anyone or anything in my way to fight, I would fight myself.
This year, I’m putting away the street fighter and finding strength in surrendering.
I’m choosing understanding over drama.
Hope over doubt.
Progress over perfection.
Love over fear.
I’m taking a break from being the storm, and stepping into the calmness at the center.
Trusting the process and taking it one day at a time.
