I came upon this picture (hiding in the attic) of myself at age 17. A slew of memories flooded my mind as I looked in the eyes of this young girl. A girl trying desperately to fit in. One with so many dreams. A girl that's made mistakes but is resolute to move in the direction God would have her go. One who is afraid of what the future holds but more of afraid of not knowing what that future is. It was very surreal looking at this picture. Especially now that I'm raising teenagers and they too, I'm sure have the same questions and struggles and joys.