Head for the Mountains

It's been a full year since I began my search for my biological relatives. Oh my. I am so full of gratitude and sheer joy. It has been a year tatted with tears, shouldered with angst, elevated in hope, brushed with doubts, and driven with raw determination. As my heart and mind span over 2016, I am in awe of all that has taken it's place. The timing was just right. Everything was primed and ready. It was the most trying and rewarding time of my life all at once. Some days I wasn't sure if I'd continue. At times I was just sure that I would break. This journey took me on a path straight to my core. It was just as much about discovering who was inside as much as it was about discovering who was out there. I was on a quest for the truth. It took me to the past and propelled me forward all at once. I felt my heart break and I felt my heart open. My soul would bow low in exhaustion, and then my spirit would soar high in triumph. Each step causing a soul shaking transformation that caused things that weren't truly me to fall away. God and I on an archaeological dig, brushing, scraping, and digging away at the things that had covered up my brilliance. Will you head to the mountains with me? Let me show you what was dug up. Will you journey with me? Come. There's much to see...

Photo:Archeology TIME