I step into this new year with a quieter heart and steadier footing than I once had. Not because life has been easy, but because it has been full of love, loss, lessons, and grace.
The words I carry with me into this year are simple but deeply earned: grounded, accepting, intentional, true to myself. They are not goals to chase, but ways of being to return to when the world feels heavy or uncertain.
I have known heartbreak in many forms, through loss, through distance, through sacred trust that did not hold. Grief has reshaped me, but so has grace. Over time, I’ve learned to lean toward forgiveness, to release what weighs me down, and to allow compassion to soften the places that once ached. In doing so, I’ve made room for joy to live right alongside sorrow.
This year, I turn 68. With that comes a deeper understanding of how precious life truly is. I no longer rush past the ordinary. I notice the small things. The quiet mornings, the familiar faces, the art I create, the beauty hidden in everyday moments. Nothing and no one is taken for granted.
I move forward intentionally. I do not rush, and I do not take shortcuts. I believe in showing up fully, doing my best with purpose and care. I trust the grace of God to guide my steps, even when I don’t always understand the path. Sometimes I follow with hesitation, sometimes with faith-filled confidence but always with trust that I am being led where I need to be.
As this year unfolds, my hope is to remain present, open, and true. To live honestly. To love deeply. To walk gently. And to meet whatever comes with gratitude and grace.
As I share these words, my hope is that the coming year meets you in the same way, with grounding, acceptance, intention, and the freedom to be true to yourself. May you notice the small blessings, feel held by Grace, and walk forward with peace and purpose.
Until next time, be kind to each other and Happy New Year!
xoxo
Cindh
Lamentations 3:22-23