I’m trying. It’s been a season of putting in the hardest work of my life, both physically and emotionally. Between managing a growing team and keeping my business on track, it’s been intense. The past couple of weeks have looked like countless hours spent doing the work that can’t wait and having to show up for others as well. It’s rewarding, but it’s also heavy.
Alongside this, life has thrown in a few unexpected moments—like reconnecting with a friend after a long fallout. Our last conversation was difficult, and I was so drained back then that I couldn’t even show up for them. This week, though, we reconnected, and it felt like a mercy moment, one where we both understood each other a little more. It’s these moments that keep me going, reminders that people and connections really matter.
To be honest, there are days I just want to shout, “I need help!” But I am also seeing sometimes that in this world, help often comes with a price tag. This life now, as it is has become a whole lot, at least from my side… whether it’s getting someone to show up for work or simply having someone who understands the journey, everything just seems to require double the effort these days. And yet, I’m trying. I’m putting in effort, trying for a better life for myself and my loved ones.
I’m trying to show up for my family, who mean the world to me. I want to be there in the little ways that matter, cheering them on and letting them know I care. My friends, too—as they’re out there, doing their best, living their stories. Life’s really about these connections. I must never forget that.
And then, there are the simple things. I’m trying to say “no” more when I need to, trying to allow myself to be awkward if that’s how I feel, trying to show up in the ways I can and be human. There are so many things that seem small but matter in making me, me. From the smallest acts—painting my nails, taking time for myself, praying, sipping frozen cocktails, learning, resting—to the bigger ambitions I’m still chasing, every bit of it is just me trying.
And that’s what it really is.
I am just here, trying.
Oh yeah, trying in every angle... trying to show up even when we don't feel like it, trying to make thing work, trying to be optimistic. It just be a lot for real.
Here’s to trying, and to keeping the light on. This resonates with me and I actually wrote something similar. If you get a chance, read “Please Call Me When You Get This” on my page. You may connect with it.