
The year thatโs leaving didnโt come gently.
It tested my patience, my faith, my strength โ and sometimes my sense of self.
There were days I felt lost, days I felt invisible, and days I questioned everything I thought I knew about life and about myself.

But this year also taught me something precious:
I survived things I once thought would break me.
I showed up even when I was tired.
I held on, even when the road ahead was unclear.๐ฟ
As I step into the new year, Iโm not carrying grand resolutions or loud promises.
Iโm carrying lessons.
Iโm choosing peace over pressure, growth over perfection, and courage over fear.
Iโm allowing myself to start again โ softly, honestly, and without apology.
Hereโs to a new year that may not be perfect, but will be intentional.
Hereโs to becoming โ one quiet step at a time.
With lots of love and prayers ๐
Shama
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