Thirty-four years of life has turned me into who I am today.
Thirty-four weeks of no alcohol has helped me grow back into who I always was.
We are all so perfectly, wonderfully made. We come into this world full of potential and light. We know we're enough. We know falling means progress and we get up and try again. We look to the world expecting encouragement. We have everything we need inside us to see our purpose through here on earth.
As life brings both the light and the dark, and lies creep into our belief systems, we find ways to numb our hearts from feeling the hurt.
Every single one of us has a way we run from pain.
- We scroll FB.
- We eat.
- We clean.
- We drink.
- We take sleeping pills.
- We smoke.
- We shop.
- We watch TV.
- We work out.
- We look for the faults in others.
We do whatever makes us feel good when sitting with our own pain feels like too much.
Until we wake up and realize that we aren't living. We are getting by. We are merely surviving.
So, as I enjoy the last few days of being thirty-four, I celebrate being thirty-four weeks into this journey of radical self-care. Yes, I am jumping on the bed with my NingXia Red! I am locking the door and savoring a full glass of life-supporting goodness.
This is my new red. Cause I don't need alcohol to celebrate anymore!
I am choosing life in every choice I can.
I am worth it!
You are worth it.
We were made to feel every moment.
When it feels hard.... you're just growing into who you're made to be.
You were made for this, friend.
Cheers to thirty-four years of life and thirty-four weeks of teetotaling! It's been real.
Thirty-five. I am coming for you!