This is 26

18 weeks post op and still can’t walk normal. Gosh this is frustrating. But at the same time I’ve never been more joyful when I accomplish small tasks.

There have been so many rough days, and I remember sitting and crying days upon days, but looking back I’ve never found myself more. Figuring out who I am, what my goals are, what I want out of life. It was huge wake up call for me, and I’m blessed to have gone through this. I said in my last blog I want this to be a place of vulnerability but I don’t want people to feel sorry for me. And that’s true, I feel like I tell my story and people automatically feel so bad for me. And I don’t want that. I went through this for a reason. It’s made me stronger than ever, and even though it was beyond difficult, I have come out so much better because of this. There are still days where I’m frustrated and sad and want to scream at the top of my lungs. But again, I’m stronger today because of it.

Today is my birthday and I think I want year 26 to be a year of being strong and growing closer to God, and finding my way through the next chapter of my life. So here’s to another year walking this earth!