Could I do this every single day? Could I come to the table as if the last day didn’t exist and all I had was this moment I was in?  Could I handle life’s changes and flow with them like the ocean sneaking up on the sand?  The questions continue to flood my heart. There’s something about tonight. There’s something about sitting under these lights understanding that the landscape in front of me is shifting drastically and I’m not going to be able to turn back. I’ve already decided to go forward and as scary as some of the pieces of this puzzle are it’s going to set me free.  Sometimes, it feels like I am looking at some of the things I am…