Do you believe in miracles?

I do. Because here I am, a walking freakin’ miracle.

I honestly didn‘t believe in them until it happened to me. I should‘ve died. 91% chance of dying? That’s pretty much a done deal right?

So why did I get to live? I have no answer for that. But what I do know is that I want to be the best freakin’ version of myself that I can be.

I don’t really know what this means yet, but I know that I’m not settling for average anymore. I want to be extraordinary.

I started writing a book a few months back and I just printed out the first draft of it so that I can have family and friends edit it. A book. WHAT!? I’m not a writer but I am stepping out of my comfort zone and doing things I’ve never done before..

Just like blogging. I don’t know how much is too much to say or how much is too little to say, but here I am, trying..

xo