I am coming to terms with the fact that I need help. That in itself is an accomplishment.
I have spent so many years of my adult life dishonoring who I really am as a person by chasing what were other people’s desires, expectations and hopes for MY life.
I appreciate that many believe I have this huge untapped potential, but somehow, I realize more and more that the only true things that you have in your life are the smallest moments.
You don’t remember the huge spotlight moments, at least I don’t. I remember the sensation of a touch, the memories certain smells bring, the part of a movie which moved you, the feelings when you hear a certain song.
The small moments, these are my goals for 2018. I don’t want to keep missing the ordinary miracles whilst chasing the extraordinary.