I drove through the sleet and rain last night, paying far too much attention to the frozen raindrops at the top of my windshield. The light from the streetlamps and stoplights reflected such a way in the elements that I suddenly found myself, after what seems like years, feeling peaceful. But that's a bit of an exaggeration. I've had a number of these moments in the last few weeks. Once, looking over the capitol building as the sun set in the distance. Another sunset, again while driving, that made me gasp and feel immense gratitude to be alive. A few nights ago I was driving over a bridge as saw homes lit up in the darkness, and again - peace and contemplation.

I'm happier than I've been in a while. I feel loved. I feel like I have a purpose and I make a difference, even if it is a small one. I have no doubts that I am at my best when I feel a sense of purpose and feel loved and supported. Don't we all? Isn't this how we were all meant to exist?

I think that all of this could be different if I had made just one different choice. One choice can change the entire path of your life. Take risks. Fight for your purpose. Find something worth living for.