Grow

I cringe when I hear someone say that they wish they were younger.  I think back on all the work I’ve done to be the 31-year old woman I am today – all the demons I’ve exercised, the fear I’ve gotten to know, the sadness I’ve given space to.  Every year I’m closer to my “true” self who’s been buried under the unconscious patterns I picked up along the way.  I’m grateful for my growth and for my courage to keep going.  And I recommend you start doing the same.