When things get tough, I hold on to the belief that God has a plan for me, even when I can’t see the full picture. I remind myself that He wouldn’t place a challenge before me that I’m not equipped to handle. That doesn’t mean it’s easy, but it gives me a quiet strength. I’ve learned to trust that even in the mess or the waiting, there’s purpose. That belief — that I’m being held, guided, and stretched for a reason— is what keeps me grounded. On this journey, I’ve learned that I’m more resilient than I often realise. Even when those limiting beliefs creep in — the ones that whisper I’m not ready, not enough, not quite there— I still find a way to move forward. I’ve learned that I value connection deeply, that I thrive when surrounded by people who see me clearly and hold space without judgement. I’ve also come to lean more into my faith — trusting that God’s plan is unfolding, even when I can’t see every detail. And perhaps most importantly, I’ve realised that I don’t have to be hard to be strong. There’s power in softness, in grace, in showing up just as I am. Becoming Settling is learning that home isn’t a place — it’s a state of being. Claudia The Birthday Journal 55
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