✨ Reflection

There’s a bird that keeps coming back.

Morning — it perches on my camera like it pays rent.

Evening — it returns and sets off the motion sensor like a soft knock on the door.

Not loud. Not needy. Just present.

At first I thought it was confused by the weather.

Turns out, maybe it just knows where safety lives.

And that feels fitting — because here I am, the last Monday before the year closes, standing on the other side of what I once called hell.

This time last year, everything fell apart. Or so I thought.

But it wasn’t destruction — it was awakening.

Order finding me. Alignment catching up to me.

Wholeness being restored piece by piece.

Twenty twenty-five didn’t break me.

It rebirthed me.

So now, as twenty twenty-six approaches, I’m not rushing.

I’m not chasing.

I’m not asking to be spared — I’m already standing.

Like that bird — I know where to return.

I know what peace feels like.

I know what it means to arrive without explaining myself.

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LeYonce

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