Describe a phase in life that was difficult to say goodbye to.

There was a time in my life when everything felt like it was on the brink of something bigger like I was constantly waiting for the next moment to finally click into place. I was surrounded by people who felt like home, caught up in routines that felt safe, and holding onto dreams that, deep down, I wasn’t sure were even mine. It was messy, unpredictable, and in a weird way, comforting.

Saying goodbye to that phase wasn’t about leaving a specific place or person; it was about letting go of the version of me that existed in it. The one who second-guessed herself, who settled for “good enough,” who thought she had all the time in the world. Growth has a way of forcing you to move forward, even when you’re not ready.

I won’t lie, sometimes I miss it. The simplicity, the familiarity, the feeling of not knowing what was next but being okay with it. But I’ve come to realize that every phase serves its purpose, and you can’t stay in the same place forever. Letting go doesn’t mean forgetting it just means making room for who you’re becoming.

“Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?” — Isaiah 43:18-19