Today was a win. A step forward. A chance to see the light in the tunnel I wrote about the other day.
The journey is still long and bumpy, but I’m grateful for the brief loosening of the pressure to hold it together.
My resilience surprises me even though there isn’t another option.
Sometimes, strength isn’t a choice but a necessity.
I find unexpected reserves within myself in these small victories—these glimpses of light. They remind me that movement still happens even when the path feels endless.
I’m learning to celebrate these moments of relief without expecting them to last forever and to accept them as waypoints rather than destinations.
The tunnel continues, but today, so did I.
