14/02/2026
Today I’m 41 and it’s getting better and better with every year!
I feel grateful, not in the “everything was perfect” way, but in the way that comes from living through things that changed me.
I’m grateful for the love I’ve experienced, and also for what didn’t work out. For the people who walked beside me for years, and for the ones who left. For the moments that cracked me open, because they forced me to meet myself more honestly.
Over time I’ve learned something simple: life doesn’t waste anything. Even the parts that hurt. Even the parts I wouldn’t choose again. They shaped me, refined me, and brought me closer to who I actually am underneath everything.
I’ve returned to myself in a way I didn’t know was possible.
I used to smirk at the saying: “Like fine wine, she gets better with age.” But I can say now… it is sooooo true.
And I can say this with a certainty: I’ve never felt clearer, more alive, or more at peace than I do right now.
Oh my… it’s gonna be wonderful 💫