This year didn’t ask me to become someone new.
It asked me to integrate who I already am.
Less proving.
Less explaining.
More alignment.
The themes weren’t loud, but they were consistent. They showed up in how I loved, how I worked, how I moved my body, and how I chose to stay in conversation with God when things didn’t make sense.
Family: Choosing Presence Over Perfection
Family this year reminded me that love is not an abstract concept. It’s logistical. It’s emotional. It’s inconvenient. It’s sacred.
I learned that showing up doesn’t always mean fixing things. Sometimes it means sitting in the discomfort without rushing it away. Letting people be where they are. Letting myself be where I am.
There were moments of grief and moments of deep gratitude living side by side. This year taught me that holding both is not a failure of strength. It’s maturity.
Friends: Fewer, Deeper, Truer
My friendships simplified this year. Not because I pulled away, but because clarity arrived.
I became more intentional about who I share my inner world with. I noticed who could hold nuance, who could repair, who could stay curious instead of defensive.
The result was fewer conversations that drained me and more that nourished me. Less performing. More mutuality. I stopped mistaking history for alignment.
Work: Alignment Over Hustle
Work stopped being about chasing and started being about matching.
I leaned into what I actually know, not what I thought I needed to prove. Strategy over noise. Integrity over urgency. Long-term thinking instead of reactive moves.
I learned that not every opportunity is an invitation, and not every “yes” is wise. The work that felt most successful this year was the work that felt clean. Clear boundaries. Clear value. Clear purpose.
Faith: Staying in the Conversation
Faith this year wasn’t about certainty. It was about staying in the conversation.
I asked harder questions. I sat in silence more. I trusted that I didn’t need immediate answers to remain faithful.
I learned that belief isn’t fragile. It doesn’t need to be protected from doubt. It needs honesty. Reverence. Willingness.
This year deepened my trust not because everything worked out, but because I stopped demanding that it had to in order for God to be present.
Fitness: Strength as Self-Respect
Fitness became less about aesthetics and more about self-respect.
I moved my body because it supports my mind. Because strength creates clarity. Because consistency builds trust with myself.
I learned to listen instead of override. To train with intention instead of punishment. To see rest as part of discipline, not a deviation from it.
My body became a place I wanted to live in, not something I was trying to control.
The Thread That Ran Through It All
The through-line of this year was discernment.
Knowing when to speak and when to pause.
When to stay and when to step back.
When to soften and when to hold firm.
This year didn’t make me louder.
It made me clearer.
Moving Forward With What I Know to Be True
As this year closes, I’m not carrying lessons as theories.
I’m carrying them as commitments.
What I know to be true now is simple, but not easy:
I don’t need more information.
I need follow-through.
So moving forward looks like this:
Choosing alignment over adrenaline, even when urgency tries to disguise itself as importance.
Trusting my internal signals instead of outsourcing my knowing to louder voices.
Responding rather than reacting. Pausing long enough to let wisdom catch up to emotion.
Allowing relationships, work, and routines to be built slowly, with repair and honesty baked in.
Protecting my energy not by withdrawing from the world, but by engaging with it on purpose.
I’m done negotiating with patterns I’ve already outgrown.
Gratitude for the Energy to Participate
I am deeply grateful for the capacity to participate in this world, even when it feels overwhelming.
Grateful for the strength to stay present instead of numbing.
For the nervous system resilience to feel deeply without shutting down.
For the clarity to discern what is mine to carry and what is not.
Grateful for the energy to care.
To show up.
To contribute.
To remain open.
In a world that asks so much, I don’t take my willingness to engage for granted.
I’m thankful for my body that moves me through it.
For my mind that continues to learn.
For my spirit that remains intact, curious, and willing.
This isn’t a promise to do more.
It’s a commitment to do what matters-
with integrity, with reverence, and with enough gentleness to last.
Thank you 2025 it’s been so real ✌🏽⚡️💞
Stay sunny,
Sherri