Sometimes I think about the big picture- And although I love what I do I realize it’s kind of silly. What’s more meaningful than getting my hand raised is the journey I’m on. The Journey of Becoming. The people I have in my life. The lessons I’ve learned. The heartache, the pain, the joy, the agony. It’s all a part of this beautiful journey called life. So grateful to God for giving me this precious gift filled with beauty and hurt; euphoria and struggle. It’s made me who I am. 🤍