One of my favorite movies is 13 Going on 30.  It occurred to me out of the blue one day that I am not getting younger.  (At the time this thought smacked me upside my head I was a month or two shy of 29.)  I have been living fast all my life and I think it’s finally time to slow down and breathe. 

Maybe Moma’s unexpected passing finally snapped something inside of me but I cannot remain the same.  I must make this the year of the butterfly.  I need to go into my cocoon and sweat; sweat out impurities, sweat out baggage, sweat out the past, regrets and just plain sweat physically as I get myself in shape.  Then re-emerge as the magnificent, beautiful creation God intended I would become.

I figure if I don’t get myself in order this year then I may never get it together.  I want to be “thirty, flirty and thriving!”  Maybe a little less flirty…LoL.  Anyhoo, this should be an interesting journey :)

To ABUNDANT LIFE!