Entering the final month of this decade in my life...

Good time of day beauties!

& With that… the last year of my 20s will be over in a little over a month.

This decade for me has been filled with beautiful moments, good times, hard times, and seasons that tested me beyond measures.

My 20s were not at all what I imagined they would be. I remember sometime in my late teens I had planned everything out: I would get my bachelors by 20, my masters by 24. Sometimes life doesn’t work by our schedule. Sometimes we have to just let go of who we thought we were going to be to walk into our ideal, destined-to-be self.

As this decade comes to a close, I’m not looking back at it with regret, but with gratitude. To both myself pre-TBI & the version of me who survived what she didn’t think she could.

If my 20s taught me something, it is to never give up on yourself. It taught me that community is very important as well as keeping the light kind. Your stories can give hope to others going through the same situations.

Trust me, as I enter my 30s, I don’t by far have everything figured out & you know what? THAT’S OKAY. What I do have is clarity on what is important & valuable.

So, here’s to the final chapter of my 20s.

(The bridge to who I was & who I am still becoming.)

& maybe that’s what we all need — space to grow into ourselves.