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It’s time to reset and find my rhythm
Life has a way of sneaking up on us, doesn’t it? One minute, you’re juggling work, family, health, and all the little things that keep the wheels turning. The next, you realize those wheels are dangerously close to falling off. That’s exactly where I found myself: overwhelmed, burned out, and somewhere along the way, I’d lost my footing – and myself.
For a while, I disappeared from here, not out of choice but necessity. Health issues, stress, and responsibilities coming at me from all angles finally pushed me to a breaking point. It’s not that I didn’t understand what was happening. I knew I needed to stop, to slow down, to breathe. But knowing and doing are two very different things, aren’t they?
So, I did something I hadn’t done in a long time: I hit pause.
I booked a week away. No emails, no to-do lists, no expectations – just a suitcase, a couple of books, and the intention to simply be. For seven days, I watched the sunrise and the sunset, walked until my legs ached, and, for the first time in a long time, remembered how to just breathe. I didn’t go with the hope of fixing everything. I went to start untangling the chaos in my head and heart.
