Another year older. My life didn’t follow the script. Still standing. Still loved. Still learning that God’s grace shows up in places I didn’t plan and chapters I didn’t expect. Happy birthday to me.
Another year older. My life didn’t follow the script. Still standing. Still loved. Still learning that God’s grace shows up in places I didn’t plan and chapters I didn’t expect. Happy birthday to me.
What if healing isn’t a straight path, and the weight you carry doesn’t disappear — but each stumble teaches you to get back up and stand stronger?