Eleven Months… New Me

Did you know we become someone new every eleven months? When I first heard that, it stopped me in my tracks. It made me look back over the last eleven months of my life and ask some honest questions. What was I doing? Who was I becoming? And will I even recognize her eleven months from now?

What surprised me most is this I am a new me. Somewhere along the way, I became resilient. And the funny thing is, I think I was always that way. Life just gave me situations big enough to pull it out of me. The kind of moments that make you dig deep, stay alert, and really watch who you’re becoming in real time.

Because of what I was walking through, I had to be intentional. I didn’t want to become my circumstances. I didn’t want bitterness, hardness, or fear to quietly shape me. Not to blame anyone just to understand. To wonder what shaped them, what they walked through, and who they might become in their own eleven months. That kind of thinking only comes from compassion, and I’m grateful I didn’t lose that part of myself.

So now I ask you what I’ve been asking myself: Who are you becoming? Do you like her? Would you hang out with her? Would you trust her with your heart?

And if the answer is no or not yet that’s okay. That just means there’s some work to do. The beautiful part? Eleven months is plenty of time ✨