I used to feel a little embarrassed about how simple my dreams are—a home, family, roots, quiet mornings in the garden. But now I see that clarity is a gift. So many people are searching, restless, unhappy with their choices. And here I am, knowing exactly what makes me feel alive and whole. 🌾

The best thing for me is to protect that knowing. Not to be rigid about it, but to be faithful to it. To build my life around what actually matters to me, not around what impresses people or what looks good from the outside. 🕊️

I'm learning that my path isn't the path for everyone, and that's okay. What matters is that it's the path for me. And I'm going to walk it with peace. 🌱✨

Does contentment require that I explain myself to others, or can I simply live my own truth? 💭