I look back on the me of yesteryear, and I surprise myself with who I've become. I have grown older and perhaps wiser. I'm a freshman with some kind-of friends and some new friends and some forever friends. I've grown my hair longer, and I've come to a deeper realization of God's love.
My life is a string of becoming, each day a pearl slipped onto my necklace. Some are smaller than others; a few have lost their luster. Still I strive to become. To become a better friend, a stronger athlete, a Proverbs 31 woman. To become courageous despite my fears, joyful in all things, and loving to all people.
And in the midst of all this, I hope to become... myself.