I've been dreading my 57th birthday for some time now.
There have been moments of worry, fear, and anxiety as I think about aging and the future unknowns.
When I wrote this post this week, I felt the heaviness begin to leave.
Then this morning, the day before my birthday, something woke me up in time to see the first blush of the sunrise through the window in our stair landing.
Simultaneously, I felt an overwhelming sense of God's presence and a great feeling of joy, hope and expectation.
I lay there in the quiet with happy tears running down my cheeks, my husband asleep and unaware next to me.
I've had a deep abiding joy and peace all day long.
I believe 57 is going to be a very good year.
Also happily linking up with the lovely Lisha Epperson.