05/28/2026
Sitting in the airport preparing to make my journey home to Belize, and whewโฆ the ride to the airport was emotional.
My youngest son drove me, and neither one of us could really hold it together.
While I was packing my suitcase earlier, he looked at me and smiled and said,
โ๐ฌ๐ผ๐ ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ป ๐น๐ผ๐ผ๐ธ ๐น๐ถ๐ธ๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ป ๐ฒ๐
๐ฝ๐น๐ผ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฟ.โ
And honestlyโฆ that touched something deep in me.
Because my dad saw this in me over 30 years ago when he told me I could win the survival game Naked and Afraid. Back then I laughed, but now I understand what he was really seeing.
Not survival.
๐ฆ๐ฝ๐ถ๐ฟ๐ถ๐.
The ๐ฌ๐๐ก๐ก๐๐ฃ๐๐ฃ๐๐จ๐จ to walk into the unknown.
The ability to adapt.
The ๐ณ๐ถ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐ฅ
Itโs taken me years to let go of traditions that were never truly mineโฆ mindsets shaped by a world that taught me to perform, push, strive, and exhaust myself trying to build a life that looked right instead of one that actually felt like freedom.
I spent so much of my life believing I needed to become someone.
Now Iโm finally allowing myself to simply be.
And I know nowโฆ
I am a Warrior.
Not because I donโt feel fear.
Not because this goodbye didnโt crack me open.
But because I learned how to listen to Spirit, the voice within and ๐๐ซ๐ค๐ ๐ ๐ข๐ฎ ๐๐ค๐ช๐ง๐๐๐ anyway.
Iโve learned how to ๐ฉ๐ข๐ณ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ง๐ช๐ณ๐ฆ instead of letting it consume me.
Iโve learned to keep it burning for the โjust in case.โ
Iโve learned that ๐๐ง๐๐๐๐ค๐ข ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ช๐๐ง๐๐จ ๐ง๐๐ก๐๐๐จ๐.
And yesโฆ
I got this.
Always becoming. ๐ฟ
