The passing of time always seems to be on my mind. Thinking of how far I have come, and where I am going is constantly running through my brain. Somehow times slips by so quickly. It feels like yesterday it was the end of April and I was counting down to Star Wars day, now I am just 3 days from seeing the new Han Solo movie. I am scared to say that before I know it the now newly green leaves will be falling off the trees, and the threat of snow will be here again.
A small part of me loves how quickly time is moving. Each passing day takes me one step closer to someday. But the other part was not ready for yesterday to be over and is terrified of tomorrow. I guess that is a form of balance, and as long as the fear stays at bay everything will be alright.
Tomorrow will be a little bit easier and I will become a stronger me everyday.