I want something personal to me. When considering what to do and how to do things next year, I figured it had to have a meaning. A meaning with a purpose.
Using my story as purpose.
When I gave time as a volunteer, it became clear. Good, bad or ugly, experience is experience. Experience educates. Education raises awareness.
2018 is my experience.
The world’s awareness.
Birthday’s, deaths, the times of struggle; they helped with the layout. The layout is my emotional rollercoaster. I want to be emotional on January 1st. I want to be overwhelmed. I want to show myself how far I’ve come.
My own actions inspire me. It’s my story. I need to believe in it. I do believe!
The year of fundraising celebrates my life. It brings all of my experiences back; together. Back in a big way. A big way that’ll help more people than I’ve done so previously.
My 650 mile walk unites family. Seeing my sister for the first time in 2 1/2 years will feel amazing. Getting to meet bloggers I met online will be amazing.
650 miles is a long way, but the goal is January 30th. I’ll be on the plane back to London with a smile on my face, knowing within a month, many are inspired.
Inspiring others is my goal.
As each month passes, the stories get more personal. Untold stories are told.
February – Bullying
March – Crohn’s Disease
April – Suicide
May – Cancer
July – Fears/A man’s best friend
August – Body Image
September – Childhood Mental Health
October – Feeling included through sport
November – Loneliness
December – Running away
Life really has been up and down, but the above shows you the extent of my journey. It shows you how far I’ve come.
2018 is a chance. My opportunity.
8 days time, it all begins and the power of story-telling is seen and heard.
If you’d like to donate to my 650 mile walk, you can via the link below…