I recently came across a journal where I wrote my goals down for this "new" life and it made me smile. It's a
tiny bit a lot embarrassing and totally cheesy but I loved reading it and remembering where I was. When I read these out loud to Bryce he graciously said that he thought I had accomplished my goals (though no one has ever really called me chic). I realized that for me it's not so much about accomplishing them as it is the process of figuring out who I am and who I want to be. At the time, I clearly thought that if I looked put together that might help me feel put together (often very true!).
One thing is for sure though, having Grace did change my life in the most wonderful way possible.
P.S. I had a hard time hitting publish on this post. Isn't it funny that I share so much on this blog but this feels very personal and different!