09/27/2025
I’ve come to realize that not everything - not every person, not every place, not every thing - is meant to stay forever. Some chapters are only written for a season. And that’s not a failure, it’s actually a gift.
People arrive like comets, burning bright and magnetic, pulling me into laughter, sleepovers, wild adventures, and long conversations. Then one day, the orbit shifts. The calls fade, the nights end, the silence grows. For a long time, I thought that meant I wasn’t enough. That maybe I was just a shiny new distraction until they didn’t need me anymore.
But now I see it differently.
✨ Some people are here to awaken a part of me I couldn’t reach alone.
✨ Some places are meant to remind me who I am when the ground beneath me changes.
✨ Some things cross my path only long enough to inspire, teach, or heal.
And when they’re gone? That doesn’t mean they were wasted. It means they did what they came to do.
💖 I celebrate the season.
💖 I celebrate the way each soul, each city, each fleeting spark shaped me.
💖 I don’t need permanence to honor the magic.
💖 I don’t need forever to know it mattered.
This is the dance of a soul awake: To love fiercely, to let go gracefully, and to honor the sacred timing of it all.
Because nothing is ever truly lost - only transformed.
✍🏻 & 📸 : The Phoenix Foundation - Ashlee Sampson
