In the last two years,
I moved from the midwest to Los Angeles County.
I put two children in the L.A. County Public School system.
I rode the Superman ride at Six Flags
and the Tower of Terror at Disneyland.
I defied gravity.
I cut my hair.
I watched my son suffer and beat death
while I prayed for miracles over his grey skin.
I have met celebrities and homeless men.
I have seen demons.
And I have heard them, too.
I fought disease in myself,
and the mind games that come with pain:
I have auditioned,
been in a commercial,
and sung on stage in front of hundreds of people.
I have driven to LAX
on the 405 in rush hour traffic,
and that, my friend, is no joke.
I jumped off the high jump at the local trampoline extravaganza.
It was only one story, but it was a lot for me.
I have done a thousand new things
and met a thousand new people.
I have worn my heart on my sleeve.
I have been passed over
and both can be hard to handle.
I started a novel.
I turned 40.
I turned a corner.
I turned away from fear
and into myself.
And I wonder
what else is out there for me
when we turn away from fear.
What can you do
to turn more and more
I’m going to
see what else
I can cram in
Inspiration song from Gungor. What will you do with your one wild life?!?