Seasons

I used to think that because I started strong, I deserved to finish early. But now I see things differently. Starting strong is good. But starting again, after everything, that builds something deeper. Resilience. Clarity. A better connection with what actually matters. Maybe I didn’t fail. Maybe life just wanted me to wake up.
To rebuild something that fits me better, with more honesty, more freedom, more intention.

So now I’m still working hard. But not because I’m afraid of falling behind.
I’m doing it because I trust that what’s mine is already on its way to me.

And it’ll arrive right on time.I’m no longer chasing a timeline set by others.
I’m building on my own terms, trusting that what’s meant for me will come when it’s supposed to.