It seems like there are a few days throughout the year that suggest opportunity for a "new beginning." New Year's Day. Our birthday. The first day of Spring.
The older I get the more sentimental I feel about where I am in my life versus where I want to be. Postings of life events and photographs by friends, family, co-workers, and customers on social networks have me longing for more both personally and professionally. And sometimes I wonder if my chance at those dreams and goals has passed.
But then a "new beginning" day comes along -- like yesterday, Easter Sunday, the happiest day in the Christian church. A day of renewed life and hope. And belief.
And so today has been a day of remembering and focusing on the final outcomes -- those goals I have set for myself. Though I don't necessarily see yet how each of these will be achieved, I have to believe I'll be shown the best way to get there.
And I have to believe my chance hasn't passed.