Making a Decision

I never used to be someone who cried easily. Now, I cry just to hit the reset button. Most of the time, the tears come from missing my family, reflecting on the future, or just being struck by something beautiful. I’ve started calling them cry walks. And if you’re not up for crying (though I highly recommend it), maybe just take a clear your head walk instead. For an extra emotional kick, listen to Lizzy McAlpine’s oh so sad and beautifully written song titled Older—also the title track of her album. It’s all about change, endings, and, well, growing older. Honestly, put on any Lizzy track, and you’ll feel something.

But let’s get back to the crying thing. As kids, we cry when we’re scared. Lately, I’ve been scared of a lot of things. Vulnerability alert—I’m in the midst of big life changes, and making decisions has never been my strong suit. I’ve realized I need a trusted council of advisors to guide me through this. Growing older has taught me the importance of seeking others' opinions and leaving my ego at the door. My ego tends to tell me I’m not good enough, that I should stay in my lane, or that certain things just aren’t me. I’ve been working on getting out of my own way and letting life flow. Easier said than done when you're constantly anxious about the future.

Over the past two months, I’ve started leaning more into my faith and focusing on real, tangible actions. There’s so much noise out there about dating, work, and health—it’s easy to lose track of your own thoughts. To reconnect with myself, I’ve been using the Five-Minute Journal and a devotional. These small, consistent moments of reflection have helped me clear my head and block out the white noise of everyday life.

And finally, I just want to say thank you. This blog, which feels like a personal journal at times, has become a new creative outlet for me. I’m beyond lucky to have anyone reading this, relating, or connecting with what I write. To those who’ve helped me over the past few months—thanks for the calls, the quality time, and the advice. I wouldn’t be who I am without you, and I’m so grateful.

Ok, love you. Bye!