One Year Anniversary

A year ago this month I packed up my life in Arkansas and moved to Chicago. There are few experiences that I can look back on and say have profoundly impacted who I am. I understand the power of that statement, so I’m careful to only use it when my life takes a major turn. This past year falls into that category. It was a season of having a dream, seeing an opportunity and seizing it. Once you have an encounter like that things can’t quite be the same.

This year – this adventure – has shifted my confidence, risk taking, decrement {recovery when I haven’t had enough}, ability to say yes to new experiences, acceptance of different cultures and ways of life, self-awareness, capacity to dream big, and most importantly, my faith.

I’ve realized that this is the most “grown up” I’ve ever been. I’m financially independent and have to navigate life’s daily challenges hundreds of miles away from my family. Even though I know that support is right there if – and when – I need it, it’s different. A lot has changed. I have changed.

This time last year I sat on our rooftop gazing at downtown Chicago in disbelief – in awe that I’d finally taken the leap of faith and made it happen. Now, rather than disbelief and awe, I take in this view with grateful anticipation. I’m excited to see what next year will bring.

I’m excited to explore the city more and discover what the different neighborhoods have to offer. I’m excited to grow in my job. I’m excited to make my church feel like home and establish solid community. I’m grateful for my story thus far and eagerly await the next chapter of it.

I needed to do this. I needed to take a wild leap, to be stretched and forced to grow, to slip up and make mistakes,  in order to learn what it means to truly walk in faith. I still have remarkably far to go, but I know that I’m not alone in this journey.

A lot can happen in one year. Let’s see what the next 365 days bring.

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  1. Mommy says:

    Reading this makes me look at my birth place so differently.
    Yes I was born there, but never learned to enjoy it or had the desire to come back and discover it, visit family yes. Until now, you make it sound so exciting!
    I am learning about my birthplace from my child, strange but amazingly true.
    So happy for you Dollie!!!🌞

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