I remember walking through the stunning gardens on campus and watching the hummingbirds fly from one flower to the next and feeling jealous of their freedom.
That was the moment I knew something needed to change.
Over the last several years, I have gone through a process of remembering who I was and what matters most to me.
It isn’t work or fancy degrees.
It isn’t a beautiful house, big title or a comfy salary.
For me, the joy of life is found in tiny, magical moments: