Journal

Is life just a maze of choices—twisting, overlapping, sometimes shattering—where each turn feels like a gamble?Where every step forward carries the weight of what could’ve been, and every detour feels like failure?Do we only understand the meaning of it all when we’re too far in to turn back?And what if the path was never wrong […]

How often do we truly grasp the fragility of life? Its breathtaking yet cruel way of dissolving in an instant—vanishing before we can even comprehend it. Life, as delicate as a child’s bubble, floats freely into the unknown, carried by the wind until, without warning, it bursts—leaving no trace of its existence. And yet, we […]

For every woman who has ever been told to be less—when she was always meant to be more. They tried to silence them. They tried to break them. They tried to erase them. And yet—here they stand. Louder. Stronger. Unstoppable. For all of them. This is for you. From the bottom of my heart.

6,048 days. 1,224 days. 1,008 days. 504 days. 432 days, cut in half. 15,330 days left to live.

If you’ve ever lost a dream—if you’ve ever felt like something you loved slipped through your fingers and left you feeling empty—just remember this: You are not empty. You are not lost. You are just on the brink of discovering what’s next.

There's a beautiful feeling that comes immediately attached when we learn to be present, when we learn and understand that our time here is finite, that it has an end date. We may not know when that will be, but until then, we can decide how to make the most out of it. That feeling is called peace.