“

Right now I’m breathing in the hope for tomorrow. I’m exhaling my frustration, my stress, my anxiety. I’m releasing. And beginning again.

“

Sometimes it’s not the perfectly, orderly moments of life that shape us, but the wild, unorganized chaos that breaks us, builds us, then brings us peace.

“

I’m learning the beauty of living in a place of ‘enoughness.’ Where right now is enough. Where I am enough. Where the people around me are more than enough. Where love is enough.

“

The only thing you can do is put one foot in front of the other, speak positive thoughts into your head, and move towards what feels right.

“

I will take time to slow down, to breathe, to reset and renew my tired heart. But I will also celebrate the moments of quickness, of crazy.

“

I will survive. We will all survive.

“

This year, I’m letting go of people, of things, of feelings, of thoughts that aren’t mine to keep. That aren’t bringing me hope. That aren’t pushing me to be a better person or inspiring me to stand after I’ve fallen down.

“

Releasing is not synonymous with giving up. Releasing is space, new beginnings, and hope.

“

It’s not about the power anymore, nor belonging, nor the truth. It’s about how much love you give to this world full of darkness, to the people you care, to the things you want to see growing.

“

I’m learning that I cannot rush—my decisions, God’s plans, or the feelings written on someone else’s heart. I do not have control of this; I must trust, let go, and let life play out.