The End...But Not Really.

The 365th day of The Challenge has arrived. And I lived to tell the tale.

The total posts for the year ended up being 288 (including today's). That's far less than I thought it'd end up being, but that's okay. Within the words of this blogged year lie a plethora of quotes, memories big and small, emotions, thought processes, and realizations.

So much of what has molded me in the past 12 months is tucked into The Challenge. I'm so glad it coincided with one of the most epic years of my life. It was fascinating to skim back through and let the magnitude of everything wash over me.

This blog has helped me slow down to see truths, blessings, potential, and hope. It's pushed me to own up to my emotions -- raw, messy ones included. It's forced me to be more open and honest, particularly with myself. It's let me know that hey,

I mess up. get silly. get easily excited. love music and quotes maybe a little too much sometimes.

But I also get real.

grow. change. challenge. accept. learn. believe.

And I write.

The challenge may be over, but it doesn't stop now.

My current inspiration:

"If you do not breathe through writing, if you do not cry out in writing, or sing in writing, then don't write, because our culture has no use for it." [-Anais Nin]‎