🎀2025 end of year reflection chapter 2 🎀

If i was asked to describe the my year in  two  words and would simply say "clarity" and "growth" 

This year felt like standing in front of a blurry window with an unclear vision, Everything loud, everything moving too fast. But as month passed by my hands would slowly wipe off the the dust on the window; little by little I started seeing things for what they really are- not perfect, not great, but real. 

  A year of clarity indeed, I realise the great lessons I learned from my little experiences. 

I learned to step away from things that drained me

I learned to shut the doors that didn't welcome me 

I learned to move on from my past 

I learned that not every situation requires my energy 

I learned that not every person or every friend deserves a front-row access to my life

I learned that not everything that breaks me is meant to be fixed 

I learned to embrace my insecurities 

I learned to love myself more 

I learned to put myself first 

I learned everything thing neither good nor bad happens for a reason 

I learned the contentment of heart 

I learned that not everyone close to you is your friend 

I learned that sometimes you just need to smile and walk away 

I learned that sometimes it’s just fair to protect your peace and not give it up for the comfort of others 

 And then came growth, not the tiktok, Instagram or Snapchat growth but the silent growth no one ever talked about, the growth that comes from embracing your mistakes, choosing good habits, making much out of a little, setting healthy boundaries, cutting off the weeds of life, speaking up, fixing myself, letting go of the past and understanding that not all that glitters are gold. 

There were nights I felt tired in ways I couldn’t explain, Times when I smiled even though my heart felt heavy, Moments when I encouraged others while quietly praying for my own strength.

But I didn’t give up not even once.

And that alone makes me proud of myself.

   I found gratitude even in the moments that hurt

Every disappointment brought wisdom.

Every delay brought direction.

Every tear taught me something about myself.

   I’m grateful  not because everything went right, but because I grew through everything that went wrong. In my most vulnerable moments I learned to stay quiet and silently cry to God to work things out although sometimes I felt guilty as I fail to keep a father_daughter relationship with God and "to be honest, I am still working through it". 

All I can say is that I am proud of the person I'm becoming. 

As I close this chapter, I'm not chasing perfection, just growth, and just becoming more of me and next year? 

I'm walking into it with my head a little higher, my heart a little higher, and my vision a lot more clearer🎀