20 years.

20 years of life. Wow—it’s weird to say that. Even weirder to realize I’ve been alive 2 decades. So much has happened in those years of life, many joys, and many sorrows. Friends have come and gone. Hobbies have come and gone. Life “ambitions” have come and gone.

I can honestly say that this past year, my 19^th year was one of the most explosive & defining years of my life…I continually look back to a year ago & am amazed at how I’ve changed and grown.

I think I’ve realized more than anything how absolutely brilliant my Abba is, and how much I am dependent on His Grace. He is seriously so good.

I have more dreams than ever before. I am so excited for the years to come, and all the people and places I will have the privilege of encountering.

I have learned about process. Mainly, the tension between living life completely alive, but still being in a process. Of knowing where you’re going, but being in the midst of something entirely different, that ultimately is what gets you to your destination.

It’s the difficult times that teach us all we need—that build the character we need to sustain the course of our dreams.

As I enter adulthood, I am reminded of what I want to be remembered for long after I leave this world. I want to leave an inheritance rich of dreams fulfilled, life lived, new and beautiful ambitions realized, and taking every moment captive. I want to be known as a woman who fully lived. Who faced fear and adversity in the eye, and succeeded in all her heart set out to do.

Peace. Love. Joy.