10/04/2026
37🥂 I’m ready for what’s next, but I refuse to miss what’s now.
I’ve spent a lot of my life striving for the next thing. The next accomplishment. The next opportunity. The next version of my life.
And this year, in a lot of ways, has felt like rebuilding.
I’ve worried about paying bills in ways I haven’t had to in years. I’ve had to make adjustments I didn’t expect to make. There are still things I’m figuring out and pieces of my life that haven’t quite come together yet.
But some kinda way, I’ve also had more peace.
I’ve been more present.
I’ve spent more time with my family. More time with my friends. More time with the little people I love. ❤️ I’ve laughed. I’ve rested. I’ve created. I’ve traveled. I’ve used my gifts. I’ve found joy in places I probably would’ve rushed right past before.
And I think I’m finally learning that life is always going to hand out some gray.
There isn’t a version of life where everything is perfectly colored in.
So I’m done waiting for one.
I’m committed to finding color….one day at a time. And when life hands me gray, I’m going to keep adding color.
I can feel my life turning around. But I also know I’m not on the other side yet…I’m right in the middle of the turning. And I’m learning not to rush through this part just because I’m excited about where I’m headed.
I don’t know exactly what’s next, and for once, I don’t need to rush past what’s now trying to find out.
I’m here.
I’m grateful.
I’m trusting God.
And I’m enjoying the view from right here.
As for 37?
Courage.
More showing up.
More using what God gave me.
More walking into rooms before I feel completely ready.
More being fully me.
Because if there’s one thing I know…
God Didn’t Raise No Punk. 💯
Here’s to 37…and having the courage to actually live it!