The year is rounding up now.
You can feel it in the air.
This is usually the time we start counting things.
Wins. Losses. Lessons.
Who stayed. Who left.
What worked. What didn’t?
But this year… I don’t want to count.
I want to remember.
Because this year…. It came with quiet shifts. With moments that didn’t announce themselves as important until much later. It came with growth that didn’t trend on social media. With prayers that didn’t get immediate replies. With strength I didn’t know I had until I had no choice.
Some days, I survived on faith.
Other days, I survived with “God abeg”.
Most days, I survived on grace.
This year, I learnt a little about healing…
Sometimes it looks like choosing yourself, because nobody is coming for you.
Sometimes it looks like staying silent when you finally have the words.
Sometimes it looks like leaving, not because you want to, but because you love yourself enough to stop bleeding.
I learned that not everything needs closure.
Some things just need distance.
I learned that growth doesn’t always feel like a progress. Sometimes it feels like a loss. Like outgrowing rooms you once begged God to keep you in.
And maybe you felt that too.
Maybe this year stretched you in places you didn’t plan for.
Maybe it took more than it gave.
Maybe you became quieter. Softer. Wiser. Maturity?
Or maybe you’re still standing in the middle of unanswered questions, wondering if you did enough, became enough, tried enough.
If that’s you, let me tell you something:
You don’t have to have it all figured out before the year ends.
You don’t need a dramatic testimony.
You don’t need to wrap your pain in pretty language.
Showing up was enough.
Breathing through it was enough.
Still being here is enough.
As the year bows out, I hope you’re kinder to yourself.
I hope you stop measuring your life by timelines that were never yours.
I hope you carry forward the parts of you that became braver, even when afraid.
And if nothing else, I hope you remember this:
You didn’t fail this year.
You lived it.
So here’s to the days we didn’t post.
The prayers we whispered.
The love we outgrew.
The love we found again.
And the person we became…
We’ll take it from here. Happy year-end, my friend.
See you on the other side. 💙
