7 years ago I went Christmas shopping with my mom for the very last time. She was 46 years old, she died just before Christmas that year. Losing people so close who are so young makes you wanna really live and love your life. We took a chance on a job opportunity 500 miles away, we traveled, eventually I got healthy, stopped making excuses ad started living my best life, and even now.... I bought an RV and I'm about to start a whole brand new journey because I can. Because I wanna live like I'm dying every day of my beautiful life. I wanna inspire people to never stop dreaming and to know that its okay to evolve and grow! Big life changes make me feel excited, and nervous, and happy, and scared, and alive! If I go at 46 or 96, I wanna know that I lived and loved with everything I had right up until that day. I hope you all do something brave this week!