The year we shut down, I was scheduled for an art-walk, I was just starting college, and I was put out of work, not to mention I actually got covid-19. Relationships struggled, social anxiety heightened, depression increased, and worrisome set in for loved ones.

Somehow, I did not panic. I stayed knowledgeable and removed myself from the news when it was time. My mental health did suffer dealing with family circumstances, but I still made the appropriate choices and steps to get through it.

All of my life, things have come to me. Anytime I ask, I receive, even the bad. Some people are astonished when I tell them just a smidge of the things I have endured. I recently struggled greatly with believing I have had any success. However when I truly reflect, I can now see all that I have accomplished. Yes, I have dreamed of having an art studio, but I had deep down given up on it. I have been practicing following signs and have faith. It’s still a huge work in progress.

My thoughts can become overwhelming, easily, working on living in the NOW, our present.

Follow your dreams, even when you think you’re giving up.