Sometimes it feels like it will never happen.
What "it" is differs for all of us, but we all have one. That thing that burns inside your chest, scratching to get out.
The road to it may seem long, the horizon far away, but one step at a time, you will reach it. Keep your head down and plug along. But take time to watch the birds flying above you as you go. Pluck a flower from the wild brush that lines the path. Those moments of reflection will help you appreciate the journey, will be the fond memories you recall when you've arrived at your destination.
For me, this site, my first book's publication—these have been my labor of love. I'm excited to share them with you!