Between What Was and What’s Becoming

Headline:

“Between What Was and What’s Becoming”

The year didn’t end clean—

it exhaled.

Like a tired runner leaning forward,

hands on knees,

still proud of the distance covered.

I carry old lessons in new pockets,

scars that don’t ache the same,

dreams that learned patience

without losing hunger.

Some doors closed loud,

others whispered goodbye.

I didn’t chase every echo—

that’s growth.

Midnight isn’t magic,

but it is honest.

It asks who I’ve been

and who I’m willing to be

when nobody’s clapping.

So here’s to the in-between:

where faith meets discipline,

where chaos gets calculated,

where I stop surviving

and start shaping.

I step forward—not rushed,

not perfect—

just ready.