“It gets better. I’d tell you what happens, but you wouldn’t even believe me. – Jeremy” That’s it. If I could send a letter to myself 10 years ago, 5 years ago… last week, even, that’s what I’d write. That’s the way this works – it only makes sense looking back. This last year of self-employment has been a faith-testing journey of 11th-hour provisions and mana-filled deserts. A whole year. Two weeks ago, Lively invited me to interview and – once I learned what they were about – I had to meet them. I’ve been offered my dream job. I start on Monday. My passions of graphic design and music have finally aligned. And I’m dumbfounded. Change comes swiftly. The air is crisp and warmly lit. The leaves have burst into flame. My world, my heart, is glowing. I’m dwelling on gratitude this season. It’s true; you may reap what you sow, but make no mistake. This is all a gift. And it only gets better.