Splash Day

We had Splash Day at work this past Tuesday. It was the highlight of my day. My heart is still processing the pain of having to walk away from the love of my life. The kids' laughter, smiles, and pure excitement held me in that grief like a newborn baby being held by their parents. For those thirty minutes, I forgot about everything else. I was simply present. I forgot my change of clothes. Ironically, the day before, I had sent a message to my team reminding parents to bring a change of clothes for their child. I tried to stick it out with my entire lower body soaking wet—minus my shoes and socks because I had been outside barefoot with the kids. My OM had an extra shirt, so I was able to change that at least. Splash Day started at 10:30. I stayed at work until 2 p.m. that day. I ended up walking home with my new mood playlist, expanding my mind through the words, refraining from doubt—choosing faith and gratitude as I continue moving toward alignment, abundance, and love. Transforming the pain of a one-year breakup anniversary. My sister said, "That's crazy." My friend said, "The love of your life." Another soul told me she'd keep me company to help ease the pain. Love has shown up in different forms. Healing is an uneven momentum in the right direction. Restoration, foundationally conscious in the building of myself. This season has required the actual work. Not reading about healing. Not talking about healing. Doing the work. Showing up every day. Remaining consistent. Trusting that the fruits of my labor will come because I continue planting seeds, watering them, and choosing myself repeatedly. There is another layer to all of this. The vulnerability of simply being me. If someone had told me a few years ago that I would be sharing my life through videos and words, I wouldn't have believed them. Yet here I am, documenting the becoming while I'm still becoming. There is a complexity in that. Every time I share a piece of my journey, I'm inviting people to witness a version of me that is still healing, still learning, still growing. I don't want to be famous. I want to impact lives. I want my words to create the kind of change in someone else's life that this journey has created in mine. Because change doesn't happen by inspiration alone. It happens through action. Through consistency. Through choosing yourself, even when no one is watching. Sometimes it's unbelievable how far I've come. It's a small victory that I'm eternally grateful for.