Confessions of a Late Bloomer Part 10 I used to think life would unfold the way I planned it. If I showed up, worked hard, loved deeply, and kept trying, things would fall into place on my timeline. But life doesn’t care much for timetables. Or five-year plans. Or tidy endings tied up with a… Continue reading Learning to Let Go
Confessions of a Late Bloomer Part 8 I have spent years falling for almost.The almost-love.The almost-available.The almost-ready.The almost-promises whispered late at night, wrapped in just enough sweetness to make me hope. I listened to sugar-coated words and called them sincerity.I ignored red flags and called them "growth edges."I mistook affection for intention. But almost never… Continue reading On Almost
