I am tearing up as I ponder the power of sacrifice. Since January of 2009 I have been focused on a few goals that seemed really crazy at the time. I quit working full time, cut my income in half, and pursued graduate studies at all costs. To some, a few of my decisions over the last 4 years seemed wild, ridiculous and unfocused, but I knew what I was doing. God placed some desires in my heart that I could not run away from. For the first time my life, life made sense to me. I no longer felt like death or “what’s the use.” Although I had been successful at other things that I did in my adult life, I still felt like I was not living, that something was missing. So when the vision became clear, I ran towards what I saw. I did not know that it would bring me to a book. I did not know that is would lead me to Rutgers. I just knew that I had to follow a calling. And I am so happy that I did. I don’t know what is on the other side of this moment, but I am happy to be in it. While in a therapy session two weeks ago, my therapist reminded me of the journey beckoning to reflect and to also enjoy this time before I transition to the next phase in my life. So I going to be a good client and enjoy this next month that I have in Houston. I rarely take time to enjoy successes, because I always feel that if I take the moment to enjoy a success, something bad is bound to happen. So I most often keep working and striving for the next thing. But I don’t want to live like that anymore. I am excited for my bday (Aug 4) , which falls the same week as Kappa Konklave, the same week as my book launch, and the same month that I leave Houston. August will be fun, then in September my head is back in books. Follow me to #neverwouldhavemadeitwithoutGod