Between Where I’ve Been and Where I’m Going

I think about both the past and the future, often more than I realize.

The past shows up in quiet moments. In how I react, how I pause, how I breathe before making decisions. It reminds me of how I was raised, what I had to learn early, and the strength that came from simply getting through things I didn’t have the words for at the time. When life feels heavy, the past doesn’t pull me backward—it grounds me and reminds me that I’ve survived before.

But my thoughts drift forward, to the future.

I think about the life I’m building, not just for myself, but for my children. I think about the foundation I’m laying in the small, ordinary moments—the choices no one sees, the lessons taught by example, the consistency of showing up even when it’s hard. I want them to grow up knowing stability, confidence, and how to keep moving forward when life doesn’t go as planned.

The past shaped my perspective.

The future shapes my purpose.

And somewhere in between, I’m learning to be present, intentional, and grateful for how far I’ve come.