Ya know – I’m 38 years old. Finishing my college degree. A wife. A mom. A daughter. A sister. A friend. A believer. And I’m CONSTANTLY questioning who I am. I’m constantly doubting my abilities and skills and talents. I’m questioning my strength, my character, and my heart.
I don’t know about the rest of you – but I wear myself out struggling to be comfortable in my own skin. So I’m undertaking a quest. A quest to be settled, to be peaceful, to be exhilerated by thriving within my own skin.
God Don’t Make No Junk. Right? So it’s time I find a way to accept the things I can’t change, the courage to change what I can, and the wisdom and grace to know the difference.