What will your life be like in three years?
Sometimes life does not ask for your permission before it changes everything. It does not wait until you are ready or strong enough. It just happens, losses, betrayals, endings, all at once. And suddenly, you find yourself standing in the ashes of a life you once knew, forced to rebuild with nothing but faith and a trembling kind of courage. That is where my story begins, not in what
I lost, but in how I am
learning to start again.
Honestly, after the turn my life took, losing my mom so suddenly and watching everything that rightfully belonged to me slip away. I realised something important. I cannot live for a month from now, let alone three years ahead. Life has taught me that tomorrow is not promised, but peace is something you can fight for today.
If I had to answer this question literally, I see myself in a peaceful space, far away from the toxicity I once called family. I see myself in my own home, surrounded by calm and safety, whether alone or with someone is not for me to know yet. My current mindset about love and relationships is still healing, and that is okay.
Three years from now, I see a version of me who chose peace over people pleasing, boundaries over acceptance, healing over history, and certainly not pouring into leaking cups anymore. This is the second part of my life, and this time, I am making decisions that protect my soul. My parents are no longer here to hold my hand, so I have had to learn how to hold my own, with only GOD guiding me through every step.
This year, life tested me in ways I could never fathom. I was forced to grow and mature in mindset faster than I ever imagined, I had to unlearn and re-learn everything about trust, loyalty, and strength. It was hard. It was painful. But it was also the most rewarding season of my life.
Because when GOD takes the trash out, you do not put your hand back in the bin.
