31/08/2025
I’m awake, September. Not just out of bed, but awake in the way that matters.
These past 84 days of self-discovery have changed me. Somewhere along the way, the noise quieted, the restlessness softened, and I found myself coming back to me. Not in a rushed or forced way, but with steadiness and that feels like such a gift.
Today feels different. It feels like the day I’ve been waiting for , the kind that carries both completion and beginning 😊.
Looking back, I see how much these 84 days held: moments of rest, joy, discipline, fasting, prayer, laughter with my children, and even simple lessons in cooking, creating, and teaching. None of it was wasted. It all worked together to reset me, body and soul.
My children grew alongside me too. They learned that slowing down doesn’t mean stopping. They discovered new skills, new ways to create, and even how to share what they know. Watching them reminded me that growth can be gentle, playful, and still powerful.
These 84 days taught me that transformation doesn’t always roar. Sometimes it hums quietly, showing up in the little shifts that build strength and clarity. And now, September feels like a doorway not to start over, but to carry forward.
I don’t have every answer, but I feel ready in a new way. Ready to keep becoming, ready to trust, ready to meet life halfway. My heart feels full, soft, and open.
Here I am, stepping into September with quiet hope in God who can do all things. I trust in Him knowing He always comes through and makes all things beautiful in his own time. Alleluia 👏 🙌
