Morg

Dear Junior Year,

You were nothing like I expected.

I came into you with hesitation, uncertain of what would unfold. Change has always been a scary thing, but you—gracefully, powerfully—taught me fearlessness. You showed me that growth and discomfort walk hand in hand, and that becoming requires shedding. In your time, I learned to care for myself not only outwardly, but inwardly.

You taught me the power of sisterhood—of having women beside me who pour into me, believe in me, and reflect back the light I sometimes forget I carry. you grounded me in the truth that I am nothing without my Father, Jesus Christ. Every ounce of strength, every bit of clarity and peace flows from Him.

You entrusted me with the gift and weight of leadership. To live with integrity when no one is watching. You reminded me that true leadership isn’t about titles or control—it’s about service, stewardship, and the willingness to rise even when it’s uncomfortable. You called me to stand fully in who I am—not shrinking, not apologizing, but embracing the fullness of who God made me to be. And in becoming a mirror for others, I discovered new reflections of myself.

You showed me the consequences of procrastination, how delay can chip away at destiny. But even in my missteps, you gave me lessons and space to grow. You expanded me beyond what I thought I was capable of. You allowed some chapters to close and in their place, you gave me friendships that feel like light.

You revealed I still clung to control and reminded me, gently and firmly, that God’s plan is better than mine. You taught me to surrender—not in weakness, but in deep trust. To let go and let God order every step.

You were full of lessons disguised as ordinary days. I’m walking away from you stronger, wiser & braver

With love
ME 👏🏾