By all rational indicators, I should be afraid. I’m in a new place. I’m not exactly rich. I’m still figuring a lot out.

Funny enough, most of the time, I’m actually relieved that I am alive and healthy enough to be up to these challenges. I know that I work hard. I do my best to be kind. I have built skills that I can bring to bear. Over time, this will translate.

I have faith. For the first time in some time, I am convinced that things are better than they appear. I can make changes. I can reach out. I can make a difference in the world.