”it is well with my soul” was my grandmother’s favorite hymn. she would sing it to me when i was a child. lately, i’ve been trying to figure out when exactly my innocence disappeared. when did i lose myself? when did i begin deceiving people? when did i start hurting those who loved me? last night, as i sang my grandmother’s favorite hymn with hundreds of people and cried uncontrollably, my answer came to me. i had abandoned my faith in something bigger than myself. the control-freak in me had led me astray. but last night, my crippling anxiety went away. my heart felt warm, and at peace. in this new season of my life, i’m stepping out of my own way. to be honest with myself, and to be honest with you. my soul feels new, and finally connected to the kid i used to be. it is well.