It’s been a heck of a year.
I’ve learned a heck of a lot.
Life experiences aren’t easily explained through written words. There’s just no substitute for actually being present in moments of grace, of awareness, of growth.
I never knew how little I trust God, how often I fail to recognize His love, how weak and yet how prideful I am.
I didn’t realize how much I depend on certain comforts – food, home, attention from others – to carry me through difficult times.
I had no idea how attached I was to my ideals and desires for romantic love and partnership, or how much it would hurt to have those attachments stripped away.
I knew that I despised failure, but I didn’t expect to encounter it so frequently or to learn so much from facing it head-on.
In my mind, it doesn’t really matter what else was accomplished this year – I’ll leave that up to God. But I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that this short time has changed me. I have grown so much closer to becoming the person I want to be. And that alone makes it all worthwhile.
