My nine-year-old son is having a growth spurt.

I am too.

But I'm not getting taller.

Just fatter.

I guess you could say I’m having a personal growth spurt.

I still have a long way to go.

But that where the spurt comes in.

I'll never really be done.

There's no finish line to cross.

This growth spurt is ongoing.

Filled with daily challenges.

Some days are better than others.

It can be dark in my cave.

Cold.

Lonely.

Then all of the sudden, a flicker of candlelight.

Hibernation done.

Awakening to light.

Awakening to life.

To continued growth.

Personal growth.

Spurt!