What a complex, amazing word.
Life can be defined as the act of living, which is also exponentially complicated.
What is life?
To me, life is a constant series of events – both good and bad. Regardless of which they are, they still come. Be it birthdays, graduations, promotions, moving, marriage, pregnancy, death, or disease, they come.
I was about six months old when it was determined that I had Spinal Muscular Atrophy type 1. It was not an anticipated event, but nevertheless one that was preordained by the God I have come to love in this life. Feelings were not spared: “take her home and love her. She won’t live to be two.” That was a not-so-good event. That was the worst event. Throughout the course of twenty-six years there have been a multitude of good events, and unfortunately some bad ones too. The bad ones make the good ones sweeter.
Life is a journey, and it’s what you make it. You only get one shot at this, so make it count. I want mine to count for the Kingdom of Heaven. So this is my life. Welcome!