A quiet reflection on responsibility, release, and learning the difference between honoring a season and continuing to live inside it.

Every so often, life offers a moment that stops me long enough to take inventory — not of what I’ve accomplished, but of whether I’m still living in alignment with who I am. Gratitude, faith, and love can coexist with complexity, and sometimes the work of a season isn’t becoming someone new, but protecting who you already are.

If it’s not peace, it’s not for me anymore.