It's amazing how in a very brief space of time what was once unmanageable can become doable and how a place that was once a void of abject blackness can become filled with the brightest light. It's amazing how a spark of hope turns into an inferno of passion and paralyzing stagnation can become purposeful movement.
Two weeks ago if you would have told me that I'd not only be writing these words but believing them with all my heart, I would have shook my head in despair and disbelief. But as I sit here for the first time this year feeling the rush of optimism and positivity, I know that it is more than just a feeling, but God Himself coursing through me, cleaning out the sludge left behind by endless months of sadness and countless years of self-abuse and unhealthy food.
I know that all I have to do is take care of this vessel that I have been given, and treat it with love and compassion so that it may last a long time and enable me to do the work that lies ahead of me. I also know that this is exactly where I'm supposed to be, right here, right now, and that I no longer have to question what lies ahead because all that matters is today.
Today is all any of us has and today is always a gift. And that is why we call it the present.
