So Long, 2024

As 2024 winds down, I’m taking a moment to reflect on what can only be described as a year of growth, grace, and let’s be honest, a few dramatic meltdowns. It wasn’t a year of flashy milestones or major career moves, but one of quiet perseverance, deep reflection, and God’s grace meeting me in the hardest places. This was a year of starting over—new opportunities, new challenges, and occasionally questioning if God really thinks I’m this strong or if He just likes to keep me on my toes.

This year marked the end of a 2.5-year season of depression—a time when life felt heavy, hope seemed distant, and I struggled to see the way forward. But even in the darkest moments, God was planting seeds. It was during that season that my blog was born, a space where I could process, heal, and hopefully encourage others along the way.

Of course, not everything was Instagram-worthy. I wrestled with anger, depression, and some old wounds that decided to make an unwelcome comeback. Let’s just say there were moments when I wasn’t exactly radiating the fruits of the Spirit. But God, in His kindness, kept reminding me that He’s close to the brokenhearted (Psalm 34:18) and that He can work with even my messiest moments.

2024 was a year of asking hard questions about myself, my faith, and my marriage. It wasn’t always easy to face the answers, but I’m learning that honesty—especially with God—opens the door to healing. He reminded me that His strength is made perfect in my weakness and that even when I feel like I’m falling apart, He is still holding everything together.

Healing this year felt a bit like decluttering a closet—you know, the kind where you pull everything out and regret your life choices halfway through. But with God’s help, I tackled it piece by piece. I learned to surrender my anger (and maybe a few colorful rants) to Him. What felt like weakness is now becoming a passion for advocating for others.

This year wasn’t all serious, though. I laughed, cried, and probably tripped over my own feet more times than I’d like to admit. I also learned that loving people well means more grace and less lecturing, which was humbling because I really like being right.

Looking back, I see a mosaic of lessons, laughter, tears, and victories. Every struggle, every breakthrough—it all mattered. And through it all, God’s faithfulness was the constant. Romans 8:28 has been my life verse for a reason: “And we know that in all things, God works for the good of those who love Him.”

Now, I’m stepping into 2025 with hope, faith, and my new word for the year: strength. Strength to keep trusting, laughing, and maybe even mastering introductions without overthinking. Here’s to a new year filled with grace, growth, and God’s unshakable promises (and hopefully fewer moments where I accidentally embarrass myself).

Alright, 2024, it’s been real. Thanks for the lessons, the laughs, and the bruises. Don’t call me; I’ll call you. Bring it on, 2025—I’m ready for you.