It’s Been a While… But Let’s Talk

It’s been a while since I sat down to write, to reflect, and to share. Recently, someone told me, 'I love the way you write. I’ve missed seeing your posts.' Their words caught me off guard, not because I don’t value what I share, but because I hadn’t realized how long it had been since I last wrote

The truth is… life has been full—full of responsibilities, conversations, coaching sessions, motherhood, ministry, managing, a new business, and just trying to be. Amidst all this, writing, which I love, somehow took a backseat."

This is not because I didn’t have anything to say. In fact, if you opened up my mind, you’d probably find enough thoughts, ideas, and half-formed paragraphs to fill a library.

But that’s the irony of it all, isn’t it?

Sometimes we’re full… and still feel empty. Sometimes we’re loud in our heads, and silent on paper. Sometimes we have so much to give, and no time or space to give it.

I’ve realized lately that it’s not always the lack of desire that stops us: it’s the presence of walls.

The wall of fatigue. The wall of self-doubt. The wall of “Who even reads these things anymore?” The wall of “I’ll do it tomorrow when I have more time.

Here's what I’ve also learned: sometimes, you have to write through the wall. You show up. You speak, even when your voice trembles or your thoughts aren’t polished.

Because words, especially the ones that heal, don’t always wait for perfect timing. In reality, sometimes they just need release.

Isn’t that what relationships are like?

We wait for the right season. The right mood. The perfect alignment of energy, peace, and intention. We assume love will flow when the atmosphere is just right.

But life rarely gives us that. Instead, we’re given messy days, real people, emotional triggers, schedules that clash, and growth that demands effort.

Yet love, like writing, requires that we show up anyway.

Not perfectly. Just present.

It requires that we communicate when it’s inconvenient. It requires that we listen even when we feel unheard. It requires that we push through walls that tell us, “It’s not worth it” or “Not now.”

Relationships thrive not because everything aligns, but because someone decides to lean in despite the tension.

And I think this post is me doing just that. Leaning back into this space. Not with the most profound revelation, but with a simple truth:

We don’t always need the perfect moment. We just need to begin again.

So here I am. Beginning again. Writing not because I have all the time in the world, but because I’ve missed connecting with you.

If you’re reading this and feel like you’ve drifted, maybe from yourself, from God, from someone you care about, or even from your purpose! L

et this be a gentle reminder: Start where you are. Speak even if your voice shakes. Show up even if it’s imperfect. There’s still beauty on the other side of the wall. And we’ll get there together. You’ll be reading a lot from me, so get ready!