For most of my life, I was surviving.
Surviving loss.
Surviving grief.
Surviving responsibility.
Surviving motherhood.
Survival teaches you how to endure — but it doesn’t teach you how to rest.
✨ Letting Go of Who I Thought I’d Be by 30
I used to carry a very specific image of who I thought I’d be by 30.
More accomplished.
More certain.
More put together.
But life didn’t follow that plan.
And instead of fighting that reality, I’m finally learning to release it.
I don’t need to become the version of myself I imagined years ago.
I need to honor the version that survived.
✨ Choosing Peace Over Pressure
For years, I chased happiness the way people chase goals — with pressure, expectations, and timelines.
But happiness always felt just out of reach.
Peace feels different.
Peace is quieter.
Slower.
Softer.
At this stage of my life, I want peace more
✨ Making a Home That Feels Like Mine
I’m learning that home isn’t about aesthetics.
It’s about energy.
It’s about warmth.
Calm.
Familiarity.
Softness.
It’s a place where my kids can feel regulated.
Where I can breathe.
Where survival mode isn’t the default.
✨ Becoming a Person Again
For a long time, I existed as roles.
Mom.
Wife.
Caregiver.
Protector.
Now, I’m allowing myself to be a person again.
A person with interests.
A person with softness.
A person who values peace.
That shift feels radical — and deeply healing.
✨ Final Thought
I’m not chasing a big, impressive life.
I’m building a life that feels good to live in.
Even if it’s quiet.
Even if it’s simple.
Even if it looks different than I imagined.
I’ve survived enough.
Now I’m choosing softness.
🌙✨
