40 Days Til 30

I am looking forward to this milestone, kissing my 20s good-bye, and stepping into a more adult paradigm. To that end, I want to purge myself of some lingering [vestiges, you might say] emotional artifacts from the last decade. I want to rid myself of my present lexicon of images and associations for love. I want to stop defaulting to irrational fear when I don't have another explanation handy.

This is the year I will stop being afraid to succeed at work, in my relationship with the man I adore, in my finances, in ministry/church, and in establishing healthy boundaries with my family.

I used to think of my 20s as a categorical failure. In truth they are the closest thing I'll ever have to a dry run. It's for real now.

Showtime!