The year is drifting toward its end….

and today I could feel that familiar softness in the air —a hint of winter, a quietness that settles without asking.

A little late, but finally here…And with that chill came the thought I always have:…

When did this whole year even happen????A blur of unexpected YESss…and long-overdue NO’s…..Somewhere in that mix,

I stumbled upon parts of myself I didn’t know were waiting.

This morning carried a stillness ,that made everything feel clearer.

Not dramatic — just honest.

I realised I’ve outgrown certain things long before I admitted it.

That not every chapter needs to come along to prove it mattered.

Some stories stay beautiful,even when you leave them where they belong.

There’s a different ease in me now ……. a slower breath,…a lighter step.

Maybe because I finally see,what drains me and what quietly disturbs my peace.

And so, as the year softens. I am learning something simple:

I don’t have to carry everything forward….

Not every weight…

Not every worry…

Not every old version of me…

A year ending isn’t an ending at all ..just a gentle pause

where I choose..what still feels true

and what I can finally set down.

⸻Suvi’s Scribbles