Today, I rise—
with quiet hope in my heart
and the soft stillness of Easter morning all around me.
Not everything is perfect,
but there’s peace in knowing
I’m still here.
Still growing.
Still trying.
I rise with grace—
even for the parts of me
that are still healing.
Because healing isn’t always loud—
sometimes, it’s just choosing to keep going
when you don’t feel ready.
Today, I rise with new beginnings.
A chance to start again.
To believe in brighter days
and let go of the things
that no longer grow me.
Just like the season,
I am learning to trust the process—
the blooming,
the breaking,
the becoming.
And as the world wakes up in color,
so do I.
Today, I rise with hope,
with grace,
with faith
that I am blooming
into exactly who I’m meant to be.
A Note from Me:
Easter always makes me pause.
Not just because of the meaning behind it,
but because it reminds me of growth, grace, and quiet beginnings.
This season—this moment—isn’t about having it all figured out.
It’s about trusting that you’re blooming, even when it’s slow.
If you’re in a place of healing, or rediscovering who you are,
this one’s for you.
I wrote it as a gentle reminder to myself…
and maybe for you, too.
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Puzzled Kay 
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