Today, I was blessed with another training in mindfulness. Breathing deeply into the moment and looking up for God’s guidance.

And you know what – my dad walked with a walker (full support on left side), moving one foot in front of the other, just taking it one-step-at-a-time, breathing, trying so hard to breathe through the pain and move himself forward (by the mighty grace of God).

He has a long way to go, but to see him trying so hard motivates me to go after my dreams, too, one step at a time.