They don't really warn you about the years that break you open.

If you had asked me on January 1st, 2025, where I’d be today, I would have given you a checklist of achievements and a steady trajectory. Instead, 2025 became the year I doubted everything I have ever believed. It wasn't just a "rough patch", it was a complete dismantling of my foundations.

I spent months grappling with personal struggles that made me question my worth, my faith, and the very ground I stood on. I dealt with disappointments that felt like a series of closed doors, each one louder than the last. I had to learn the agonizing art of letting go, releasing the life I thought I was supposed to have to make room for a reality I didn’t yet understand.

The hardest part was walking away from my career. It was the only identity I’d known for years. Stepping out of that "sure thing" and into this "I’m not quite sure what I’m doing" era has been a wild, humbling ride. There’s a specific kind of vulnerability in telling people you’re "figuring it out," but in that uncertainty, I found a freedom I didn't know existed.

I stopped trying to be the "fixer" for the world and finally turned my heart toward home. I stopped performing for everyone else and started embracing the raw, quiet beauty of my family. I realized that being "there" for people matters very little if I’m not present for the people who love me most. 

I’m not entering this year with a "New Year, New Me" mantra. I’m entering it with a holy mission.

After a year of feeling like everything was ending, I realize now that 2025 was just clearing the soil. I am moving into 2026 with one singular, unshakable goal: To be everything God has called me to be.

I am done playing small. I am done letting my dreams sit in the "someday" pile because I’m afraid of what people might think. This is the year of awakening every dead hope and every stopped dream. If it’s been dormant, I’m waking it up. If it’s been silenced, I’m giving it a voice.

I might not have the full map yet, but I know who holds the compass.

Here’s to the resurrection of everything we thought we lost.