
21/06/2025
45.
Not a milestone. A metamorphosis.
This birthday hits different — not because of the number, but because of the knowing.
I’ve shed so many layers this year.
Beliefs. Behaviors. People. Patterns.
Even parts of myself I once clung to like lifelines.
I grieved silently.
Released lovingly.
And re-emerged — not brand new, but more true.
I’ve learned that peace doesn’t come from keeping everyone comfortable.
It comes from honoring yourself without apology.
So this season?
I’m choosing softness and strength.
Boundaries and blessings.
Truth and tenderness.
I’m no longer abandoning myself in the name of service.
I am the first name on my list.
This is 45.
Rested. Rooted. Radiant.
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