Growth…
Embracing the Discomfort of Growth and Gratitude
For the past couple of days, my mind and my world have felt chaotic. I’ve been emotional—crying, a little angry, overwhelmed. Then happy, laughing, then sad… then laughing again. Just all over the place. I’ve been overthinking the past, the present, and the future, even creating situations in my head that haven’t happened.
And then I paused.
I paused because of the now. At some point, I prayed for this. I prayed to be in the position I’m in right now, and I realized I haven’t been fully sitting in gratitude for it.
I remember lying in my sister’s guest room, angry at the world, trying to figure my life out. I had nothing—no home. My kids were spread out, and I didn’t have a real plan. I just had my journal, my prayers, and hope. I prayed for guidance. I prayed for a home. I prayed for a new car. I prayed to be exactly where I am today.
I really grew from a crack in the cement. It wasn’t pretty, and it wasn’t easy—but I grew.
Now I’m here, and I want more. I want to go further. And with that comes discomfort. It feels chaotic at times, but that’s because I’ve grown into something new.
I didn’t compete with anyone—I just stayed focused. I worked hard, I didn’t stop, and I stayed grateful. And now I’m here.
People say “new levels, new devils.” But I don’t see devils. I see new—new places, new experiences, new opportunities, better judgment, and bigger blessings.
And I’m learning that this version of me requires openness. It requires me to receive everything that’s meant for me, even when it feels unfamiliar.
So now, instead of fighting the feeling, I’m allowing it.
Because it’s not chaos… it’s growth.
