I am doing something new next week. I am, for the very first time EVER, flying. The fear is great but the destination is worth every ounce of anxiety. I'm flying with my two teenagers across the country, literally coast to coast, to see my sister and her family. It's been five way-too-long years and the longing in my heart to see them dissipates any fear I have about the trip.
I'm standing in the cold sand and the frothy waves are coming over my toes. . . . ooooh - the shock of the water takes my breath away. Turning back is not an option. Moving forward - is.