I’ve been returning to this affirmation in seasons when it feels like everyone else is arriving somewhere I haven’t reached yet. Engagements. Weddings. Babies. Forever people. Full calendars and full lives that look settled in ways mine doesn’t—at least not in the same order. Even when I know I’m exactly where I need to be, it’s hard not to wonder if I’m missing something, or falling behind in ways that don’t show up on paper.

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Lately, my life has been full in different ways. I’m learning. Stretching. Building something slower and meaningful to myself. My educational and vocational cups are being poured into deeply... yet there are still moments when my social life feels sparse, or when the absence of certain milestones feels louder than the progress I’m making. That’s usually when this reminder finds me again.

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What is meant for me will find me isn’t about waiting passively or opting out of effort. It’s about trusting that my path doesn’t need to look like anyone else’s to be valid. That the timing of my life isn’t wrong just because it’s different. That what’s meant to stay won’t pass me by simply because I took a longer route, or chose growth over immediacy.

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This affirmation helps me loosen my grip on comparison and come back to trust. Trust that I’m not late. Trust that I’m not forgetting something essential. Trust that the things meant for me (connection, love, purpose, belonging) will meet me where I am, not where I think I should already be.