There is a unique gravity to the unknown. When we are suspended between where we are and where we are going, the air feels thicker. I call it “the weight of the wait.”
 
Often, we try to drop this weight as fast as possible, rushing toward any resolution just to feel light again. But, what if the weight is actually what anchors us? I’m sure that this blog will go in many different directions as I just write what is on my heart to share, but one thing is for sure: as I go, I will be exploring the idea that “the wait” isn’t wasted time – it’s a forge where our patience and our perspective can be shaped.