🌿 Faith, Freedom and The Road to Reinvention: A Reflection on 2025
Some years don’t simply pass. They confront you. They dismantle quiet illusions, expose old wounds you swore had healed, and demand a level of honesty you avoided out of necessity. 2025 became a year of reckoning. With faith. With love. With politics. And with myself. I’ve always considered myself spiritual. But faith has rarely offered comfort. My relationship with God exists in a complicated space. Part longing, part unanswered questions. Tension shaped by loss. Even as a child, I wrestled with the idea of God. I think I was searching for something even back then: a presence capable of translating chaos into meaning . What should have felt sacred instead became strained. From an early age, death was never abstract. It was an uninvited companion. A familiar shadow. Family. Friends. Those who once anchored my world. Each loss redrew borders, whispering the same brutal truth: the imperman...