March 31, 2024

March 31st, 2024 

I’m convinced that my baby girl was sent to me as a healing gift—an answer to the unspoken, hidden parts of me that needed mending. She came to fill the quiet cracks in my heart that I didn’t even realize existed, the ones I had ignored or simply overlooked for far too long. With her, I began to shift my focus away from myself, learning to think more of others, to give more, and to love more deeply than I ever had before. She taught me how to let go of the things that drained my energy and soul, how to release the weight of unnecessary worries and stress that once clouded my every day.

She’s anchored me in the present, teaching me the importance of being here, right now, rather than constantly striving for something that doesn't truly matter. She’s opened my eyes to the beauty in simplicity, and to the joy in things I once thought insignificant. Through her, I’ve been reminded that what truly matters in life isn't always what we plan or expect, but often what is right in front of us.

From the very moment I held her in my arms, I realized I wanted to be someone better—for her, yes, but also for myself. She didn’t just change the course of my life; she brought me back to myself, to a version of me I had forgotten. She didn’t just show me the world; she showed me how to see it through new eyes, how to love it more deeply and appreciate every single moment. She introduced me to the woman I was always meant to be.