Since I was a kid I’ve always feared death, I guess because there are unknown factors surrounding it. I always say, none of our loved ones has ever come back to tell us how it is on the other side. The death of Kobe and Gigi Bryant and the 7 other souls in that helicopter crash has really put me in a reflection mode, my own mortality has come into question numerous times over this past week. I’m questioning my purpose in life, have I made an impact in this world? When I started this blog in 2016 my goal was to inspire, four years later, 1000 blogs later, is it enough? When is enough, enough? I’ve revamped this blog so many times, I’ve lost count, my brain won’t let me stick to one niche. I truly love the art of storytelling, I love putting all of my emotions out there, I love painting pictures with my words. Hey guys forgive me for rambling but this has been a trying week, it’s hard to put into words. I promise you that my impact will not be ego driven, I truly believe my purpose is to inspire, it remains to be seen what that looks like.