It begins...

This has perhaps been too long in coming, too long since I let myself take a good look in the mirror and see what I was. Was this what I wanted to be at 25, was this the life I was looking forward to as a child?

No. It's not.

Am I who I want to be? Am I happy with where I am in God's plan? Am I following Him in all things, and seeking His path for my life?

No, I'm not.

I enjoy my life, I love my family and friends. I am not dissastified with choices I've made. I'm happy, I'm bubbly, I giggle, and I like getting out of bed most days.

Then why do I still feel like I'm missing something?