Change has always felt like losing pieces of myself. Every transition, every ending, every new beginning—they all seemed to take something from me.
But lately, I've started to see it differently. What if change isn't about losing pieces, but about collecting new ones? Adding to who I am rather than subtracting from it.
The person I was before this year isn't gone. She's still here, woven into the fabric of who I am now. But she's joined by new versions of me—the one who learned to let go, the one who found courage she didn't know she had, the one who is still figuring it out.
Growth isn't linear. It's messy and circular and sometimes it feels like you're moving backward when you're actually spiraling upward. Trust the spiral.
Every version of you matters. Every version of you was doing their best with what they had. Honor them as you grow into who you're becoming.