Blog 13: Becoming Her — One Bold Choice at a Time


The Test of Discipline

I’m falling in love with the choices I’m making this season. They’re not always easy, but they’re shaping me. The test of my discipline and commitment—to my company, my goals, and even my hobbies—is officially underway.

Right now, I’m a B student—but best believe, by the end of this year? That’s changing. Because the life I want demands I pull up to it fully and show up boldly. No hiding, no cutting corners.


Answering the Call

The leadership, sacrifice, and transformation required to truly grow is immense. It stretches you in ways you didn’t think were possible. But in the stretch, I can feel the becoming.

I see her—the woman I’m becoming.
I see her in the small decisions.
I see her blooming like a seed that was buried, watered, and is now pushing through the soil toward sunlight.
Through the tiny cracks of this journey, I glimpse expansion, more, better.

Born to Wander, Destined to Lead

I’ve always had a little vagabond in me—a soul that doesn’t settle, a spirit that challenges the norm. I thrive in discomfort. Not for the sake of chaos, but because I believe in shaking foundations if it means building something better.

I push myself and the people around me to reach higher, dig deeper, and reimagine the best versions of ourselves. Life isn’t meant to be stagnant—and I refuse to be.

Rooted in Hope

The hardships? They're there. They always will be. But the joy of salvation, the taste of God’s promise, and the fire of purpose? That’s what keeps me going. That’s what keeps the light alive in my soul.

So this one’s for the people who planted seeds in me when I couldn’t see the vision,
For the ones who watered it with their encouragement and belief,
And for the ones who will one day harvest the fruit and continue the legacy.

Closing Words

Be strong. Be bold. And most importantly, be yourself.
You’re not behind—you’re blooming. And your time is coming.

Amen. 🌻✨


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