I inhaled deeply from my shoulders to my lower belly, reminding myself that I was allowed to take up space in this room. That I was allowed to feel.
That’s the beauty of walking with faith: You trust that God created you for a reason and that He is leading you into where and who you’re supposed to be.
I remember feeling like the world was this uncharted map. But isn’t that what life is, really? Navigating the unnavigable?
Trust the process, trust the mess, and when you feel like giving up, trust that you’ll get to where you’re meant to be in time.
The truth about closed doors is that they make us rethink all that’s possible. They make room for new, if we choose to accept the good part of change.
Change is a part of our lives on this earth, but it doesn’t have to dictate or define us.
Who I am needs no explanation—I am a giver, a lover, a feeler, a writer. I simply am. And that is, and always will be enough.
Life is a journey, an ever-changing song. We’re all trying to hear the sounds, carve our own notes, and create a harmony among the chords.
You will be both steady and lost simultaneously—but no matter where the road takes you, or how broken you may feel, I pray you find your wings.
Leaving everything behind was the scariest, most transformative, and truly liberating thing I’ve ever done. This is what I learned.