The Year I waited for
What if the year you waited for doesn’t arrive loudly, but quietly changes you? The year I waited for, quietly, patiently, for so many years is almost coming to an end. And as it does, I find myself sitting with a strange mix of gratitude and disbelief. Not because everything turned out perfect, but because life finally gave me things I once only imagined. Somewhere along the way, I realised how easily we forget to appreciate what we once desperately wanted. We dream for years, and when those dreams slowly turn into reality, we forget to pause. But I don’t want to rush past this year. Because every time I look back, I realise how deeply worth the wait 2025 has been. This was the year I walked away from places that were quietly hurting me. Places I stayed in without questioning, simply because leaving felt scary. I didn’t even realise how wrong they were for me until I stepped out. Letting go wasn’t dramatic, it was calm, intentional, and deeply freeing. It was also the year I star...
