I’m getting old. And for the first time I’m truly excited about it. Not because of the age itself but because of what is coming my way.

the past 2-3 years of my life were…a hot ass mess. Yes there were truly beautiful and inspiring moments. But there were also some truly ugly ones.

But I’m moving on. There were lessons learned and experiences that I wouldn’t trade for the world. I’ve regained a focus that I thought I had lost.

I’m making promises to myself first and foremost now. I cannot attach my self worth to anyone any longer. That’s a right that no one has gained (except for myself of course).

growth. It really is a beautiful thing. Thank you to those who were beyond supportive, even when they didn’t know how to help me, the fact that you wanted to means so much. (that’s especially to you Chlo)

And now I will celebrate. Not because I’m getting older, but because I am growing wiser-and loving every minute of it