Survive

Honestly, I think my past self would be proud that I simply survived.

Life has thrown things at me that I never saw coming. There were seasons that felt endless, disappointments I couldn’t prepare for, and days when just getting through the next hour felt like an achievement.

I didn’t survive everything gracefully. Sometimes I was strong, and sometimes I was barely holding on. But I kept going anyway, even when I was tired, scared, or unsure of what came next.

Looking back, I think the younger version of me would be proud not because I had all the answers, but because I never gave up. And sometimes, that is the greatest accomplishment of all.