I don't know about you all but turning 27 felt like I needed to immediately trade in all my Forever 21 clothes and start shopping at Banana Republic or something. Maybe because anyone and everyone kept reminding me that I was only three short years away from the dirty thirty. And I'll admit the thought of being so close to thirty scares me but it's all quite exciting as well. I know that this is just the beginning of a lot of great things to come. So I decided to just take a deep breath and be thankful for where I'm at right now. I'm at a point in life where I feel like I'm standing on the edge of something thats going to be really beautiful, just waiting for the courage to jump off.

It reminds me of the one time I thought it would be a good idea to go zip-lining in Hawaii. I should probably mention that I'm deathly afraid of heights too. I'm not quite sure what I was thinking but I thought I would zip-line over some pretty grassy areas, maybe throw in a little pond or something. So we drive up this mountain and the first zip was maybe 50ft in the air and it was over flat grassy land. I proudly walked up the stairs and jumped off the edge like I'd been doing this my whole life. Afterwards, giving myself an internal pat on the back and thinking I got this. God was probably laughing at me at this point. We get to the 2nd zip and the instructor tells us this is the tallest one, coming in at 250ft. He calmly mentions that if you can get through this one than you can get through the rest of the zips. I start walking up these stairs that seem never ending, only to get to a very tiny edge over looking what I'd like to call the plunge of death. It immediately drops off and below was a waterfall with rocks. Okay not just rocks these things were boulders people! And the total zip across was something like 200ft. I remember standing there when it was my turn, knees shaking like jello, heart racing, and as scared as scared can be. I didn't want to jump off that edge that was my safety net. After a few minutes, a couple tears, and some quick prayers to God, I closed my eyes and jumped. About half way through I opened my eyes and wow was it beautiful. I was flying through the Hawaiian air, the sun was shining on my skin, the waterfall was flowing below me, and the view from up there was simply breath taking. 

So you're probably thinking great story now what does this have to do with 27 right? Well, just like standing on the edge of that zip-line post, I've been standing on the edge of launching this blog. I've been dreaming of this for years but I've been stuck on the edge with shaky knees and a racing heart. But when I turned 27, I told myself that I was going to close my eyes and jump. So here it is, I jumped and now I fly.