Today is my grandmother’s 95th birthday. In her 95 years, she has experienced love, heartache, birth, deaths, rebirth, poverty, has moved to two different countries, and countless other life experiences that has shaped not only her life, but who she is. She is one of the strongest women I know.

On her birthday and on the eve of my surgery, I can’t help but think about all that she has been through. I also can’t help but think about all that she has conquered and overcome. Knowing her blood flows through my veins gives me solace and settles my anxiety a bit.

To say I am not nervous would be a lie. Instead of all of the activities planned for today, I took the day to myself. I thought about my life, this journey, and all that I’ve learned along the way.

In a way, this journey has been a gift. To truly understand your own strength, to truly appreciate the amazing people surrounding you, and to truly acknowledge all of the blessings in life takes an incredible act of God. At first, it doesn’t seem to be a positive thing. But life is all about perspective, yes?

A dear friend said to me today that we’ve made it to the other side. This leg of my journey may be ending but I’m just getting started.

Love and light, always 💜

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