we might not see it, but we feel it. 

Change.

I feel the winds of change a-blowin’, but I am not sure what they mean.  The little hairs on the back of my neck are up and I am suddenly acutely aware that something is in the air…

I am not sure what it is, if anything, but when my gut talks and the hairs are up, I tend to pay attention.  It might take a while to figure it out, but I usually do. 

And, you know what, I am okay with it – a year of Awesome often means a change…