I made this promise with myself and well, the world, that I would be spiritually and physically fit by twenty-two. You may want to read that first for context purposes. But here's the spoiler, I was incredibly physically fit by the time of my birthday. My lowest weight was an accurate measurement of the frightening … Continue reading Hidden misfortune, humbling catastrophe.
So why the quarter-life crisis at twenty-one? Haha, that's triggering. I hope none of this is not coming off as a quarter-life crisis. But maybe it is and I'm swimming in a pool of self-denial...I sure hope not. If there's anything this pandemic has taught me it's the ability to be flexible. That's convicting. God … Continue reading Spiritually and physically fit by twenty-two.