It was hard—really, really hard. I had countless moments of exhaustion. I got lost. Sometimes I felt lonely and scared. I hurt my knee and I had terrible blisters on my feet. I had to deal with creepy crawlers. I thought about quitting, but instead I just kept walking one step at a time.
This journey taught me invaluable lessons. I was stronger than I thought I was. I didn’t need everything I was carrying. In fact, the more I carried, the more difficulty I had. I learned to trust that I would be able to find what I needed – and I always did. There were yellow arrows everywhere, marking the path. One of the most important lessons I learned was the importance of the people around me. Those arrows reminded me that I was headed somewhere worth going, many had gone before me, and that I was not alone.
Something within calls me to explore, to live with intention, to keep going, and to invite others to do the same. This is my story. Do you know what your story is?