31/07/2025
There were days I prayed for this. Nights I stayed up, eyes wide open with a heart full of hope, asking the universe (or whispering to God) for a life where I could just do what I love, work from a space that feels like home, and feel truly fulfilled even on the hard days.
And now? I get tired but it’s the good kind of tired.
The kind that tells you you’ve shown up for something that matters.
I get overwhelmed but it’s by blessings,
by projects I once only dreamed of being part of.
I feel stretched but in the best way
because I’m growing into the version of myself I used to only imagine.
I’m working hard, YES!
But I’m also so grateful that the work I do now reflects my heart.
It reflects my creativity, my courage, my freedom. đź’Ş
Every day, I get to build a life that feels real and aligned.
One that makes me excited to wake up and show up.
This didn’t happen overnight.
I chose this path, sometimes blindly, sometimes fearfully but always with love.
I took risks. I outgrew things that no longer served me. And I continue to show up, one day at a time, with faith and fire.
So if you’re in the middle of your own climb, keep going.
If you’re still manifesting, still creating, still becoming, remember that you are doing amazing..
And if you’re tired? Let it be a reminder that you’re living something you once only dreamed of.