Three weeks ago, I turned 23.
I’m officially the same age my parents were when I was born.
If you would have asked 13 year-old me what life would look like in 10 years, I would have described an existence where I am married with two or three kids and a New York Time bestselling author with a chance that one of my books would be made into a movie.
My 13 year-old self was really ambitious.
Ever feel like the weight of the whole world has fallen on your shoulders?
No matter what you do to lift the load, something else falls into its place.
I’ve felt like that lately. Between my personal obligations, school, family, church, and trying to maintain a social life, it feels as if there is no end to my long to do list. I can see that light at the end of the tunnel but no matter how hard I try, I can’t quite reach it. Continue reading