Hey guys! Welcome back. I am sitting here tonight writing this post as I realized just a little while ago that this Wednesday will be the six month anniversary of me moving into my apartment. I have such mixed feelings about that because on one hand it feels like I have been here for an eternity, but on the other hand it still feels like yesterday. And it has me reflecting a lot on these past six months and what I want the next six months to look like. My life has changed drastically over the past six months and while I have enjoyed the journey, I learned so much along the way.
I remember back over the summer when I was waiting to move into my apartment and quite literally counting down the weeks and days until I go to move in. I remember that first day like it was yesterday. It was probably the hottest day of the year, I was extremely nervous, and I hadn’t quite landed a job yet. So many things could have gone wrong. I could have failed. And in the beginning there was a part of me that thought I was failing.
I remember back during the summer after I found out that I had got the apartment and just had to wait for it to open up. I remember so many people being skeptical and not believing that I could actually do it. I remember people being certain I would fail. And it’s true. I absolutely had a lot going against me. I wasn’t exactly confident in myself. So many things could have gone wrong. I had a lot of reasons to just quit and give up. But I decided not to. I decided I couldn’t just sit back and let life happen. I needed to take my life into my own hands and make some tough choices.
Moving to a new city where I didn’t know anyone and didn’t quite have a job yet was one of the most terrifying things I have ever done. But it was also the bravest thing I have ever done. And yes, those first couple of months I struggled, but I think anyone whose life was uprooted so many times in less that a year would have struggled as well. So I tried to show myself grace and stay strong and then eventually things got better. God got me through just like He always does.
Once I made it through those first couple of months I realized that I was capable of much more than I thought I was. I was capable of more than I had been given credit for in the past. And suddenly being brave didn’t seen impossible anymore. It’s still not something that comes naturally to me, but it’s not as scary as it used to be. It’s not as hard as it used to be. I did what I needed to do in one of the most uncertain times in my life and it worked out better than I could have ever imagined. And yes, I still struggle. My life is by no means perfect. However, because I took a chance on myself and did what I needed to do, I ended up exactly where I needed to be.
Being brave used to be hard. Being brave used to be something I thought only existed on TV or in super intense jobs like being a firefighter. It’s not something I ever felt within myself, but that all changed over last summer. And I am forever thankful that I took that chance on myself and that God showed me the path I was meant to go on. I am thankful that I ended up where I did six months ago and I am excited for a new six month journey!
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