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The views, thoughts, and opinions expressed on this blog are entirely my own and do not represent the views of my employer or any other organization. All reflections are based on my personal experiences and are intended for thoughtful discussion and inspiration. Any resemblance to actual persons or events is purely coincidental.
Letters to Myself: Entry Twenty-Six
Learning humility and setting boundaries have been two of the biggest challenges I’ve faced lately. But both have taught me that slowing down, asking for help, and protecting your peace are essential acts of strength.
Letters to Myself: Entry Twenty-Five
A brief, unexpected connection at a concert reminded me what it means to be fully present. It wasn’t planned — just two strangers on a shared side quest — but the memory lingers. Here’s what it taught me about courage, immersion, and finding magic in ordinary moments.
Letters to Myself: Entry Twenty-Two
Peace isn’t always found in silence or solitude. Sometimes it lives in the small rituals of daily life — a clean car, the sound of birds, a quiet evening at home. This reflection explores how peace can be something we create in the middle of our chaos.
Letters to Myself: Entry Twenty-One
Sometimes we hold onto painful memories because they remind us of what we’ve survived. In this reflection, I explore how our hardest moments can shape strength, perspective, and peace — and why remembering isn’t always a bad thing.
Letters to Myself: Entry Twenty
Sometimes we hold onto painful memories because they remind us of what we’ve survived. In this reflection, I explore how our hardest moments can shape strength, perspective, and peace — and why remembering isn’t always a bad thing.
Letters to Myself: Entry Eighteen
If a stranger were to read my story, I’d want them to know it’s still unfolding. My journey has been full of ups and downs, but also growth, optimism, and a commitment to living with purpose. Change is never permanent—it’s just another page in the story.
Letters to Myself: Entry Seventeen
I’ve come to realize I live in all three phases—past, present, and future. But lately, I’ve been learning the importance of leaning into the present. The past carries lessons, the future holds possibility, but the present is where life actually happens.
Letters to Myself: Entry Sixteen
Today I turned 28, and with it came reflection. Birthdays remind us that time moves fast — but they’re also a chance to slow down, appreciate the present, and look forward with hope. Here’s what this milestone means to me.
Letters to Myself: Entry Fifteen
Small rituals don’t fix everything, but they steady us. Here’s how reading, writing, unplugging, and tiny daily practices have given me more peace—and a simple challenge if you want to try them too.
Letters to Myself: Entry Fourteen
Turning a page isn’t just about endings and beginnings — it’s about savoring the story in front of you. Lately, I’ve been learning to enjoy the details of the page I’m on, trusting that the next chapter will come in its own time.
Letters to Myself: Entry Thirteen
Choosing love every day isn’t about perfection—it’s about presence, compassion, and showing up for others and ourselves, even when it’s hard.
Letters to Myself: Entry Eleven
We often dream about the big leaps in life — the moments when everything changes at once. But the truth is, it’s the small steps that matter most. Each little action builds the bridge to where we’re headed.
Letters to Myself: Bonus Entry
We often chase perfection like it’s something we can finally catch, but the truth is, life isn’t meant to be flawless. It’s meant to be lived. In this reflection, I explore how letting go of perfection—much like the changing of seasons—has brought me freedom, peace, and a deeper appreciation for the simple moments that make life truly beautiful.
Letters to Myself: Entry Seven
I used to live life at full speed. Now, slowing down has taught me how to notice the little things, embrace patience, and rediscover joy in everyday moments.
Letters to Myself: Entry Six
There’s something rare about a slow morning in the fall — crisp air, coffee on the porch, and quiet moments that remind you to slow down and just be.
