What’s Meant for You Won’t Require You to Break to Keep It.

For the pain that made me softer, wiser, and more resilient - I am grateful.
For the moments that forced me to slow down, even when I didn’t want to - I am grateful.
For the setbacks that quietly rerouted me toward something better - I am grateful.
And for the heartbreaks that reminded me of my capacity to rebuild - I am grateful.

For so long, I thought my strength and stubbornness to carry through and succeed were a superpower.

Holding everything together, pushing through, refusing to give up.

I used to believe that the harder I fought for something, the more I proved how much it mattered and that I could do the hard things.

But life, loss, and healing have taught me something different.

Not everything meant for us requires control and force. Sometimes, the tighter we grip, the further it drifts away, and shows us just how much it’s not meant for us.

Sometimes, what’s truly aligned will only come when we loosen our grip and trust the unfolding.

I’ve learned this the hard way — through business failures, through endometriosis, and through the deep pain of infertility and miscarriage. Each experience stripped me down to nothing, asking me to rebuild myself. But in every breaking, I also found a softer kind of strength: one rooted in trust, not control.

• Trust that the right things will stay, even if they change shape.

• Trust that endings can hold beginnings inside them.

• Trust that slowing down doesn’t mean giving up… it means making room for what’s next.

I think we often confuse resilience with resistance and strength. We equate strength with effort. But sometimes resilience looks like surrender, like having the courage to stop forcing what isn’t working and believing that something better will meet us on the other side.

In the past few years, my mindset has shifted from working tirelessly to make things happen or work out, to - what’s meant for me, will never ask me to compromise my well-being and health to keep it. It won’t require me to shrink, lose my boundaries, or break.

Here’s my life mantra:

The things meant for me—the people, opportunities, and moments—will bring expansion, not exhaustion. They’ll ground me instead of drain me. They’ll make me feel more like myself, not less.

So if you find yourself in a season of breaking, remember this: Sometimes what’s falling apart is clearing space for what’s been waiting to find you.

Trust that you don’t have to hold everything so tightly.
Trust that what’s meant for you won’t require you to break to keep it.