Rebekkah

At 14, I sat in history class, doodling in my notebook and mapping out my future.

“Leave NY. Hot bf. Start a fam”

I didn’t know how it would happen nor when. But I knew it would and that I needed to trust that everything would find its shape.

Year after year, choice after choice, I always made sure to move with grit and intentionality.

In 2019, I met the love of my life.
In 2021, I left NY.
And in 2025, I held my son for the first time.

This year was personal.
A love letter to 14 year old me.
Not loud and braggadocious.
Just the gentle keeping of a promise
I made to myself long ago when I envisioned this life before I even had the words for it.

2025, the year my life met me where I was.

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