There is a strange place you enter when you’ve outgrown the life you were surviving, but you haven’t yet stepped into the life you’re building. It’s not quite here and not quite there. It’s the in-between – the space where everything feels both hopeful and frustrating, steady and scattered, peaceful and uncertain.
I’m living in that place right now.
I can feel the growth happening. I can feel the clarity settling in. I can feel the woman I’m becoming taking shape inside me. And yet, the logistics of my life haven’t caught up to my spirit. There are still systems to navigate, paperwork to complete, and approvals to wait for. There are still pieces of my exit plan that can’t move until proper departments finish their part.
So here I am – in motion, but yet not moving, growing, but not yet gone, ready, but still waiting.
It’s a strange tension to hold. I took a job for now; it doesn’t pay much, and it’s not the destination, but it’s a step. It’s stability while the bigger pieces fall into place. It’s something I can do while preparing for the life I know is coming. And honestly, there is a quiet strength in choosing what’s available instead of collapsing over what isn’t.
But even with all of that, there are days when my mind feels scattered. Days when I feel suspended in midair. Days when I wonder if I’m doing enough or if I’m missing something. Days when waiting feels heavier than the work.
And yet – I know I’m not stuck. I’m transitioning.
This is what becoming looks like before it becomes visible.
It’s the part of the story no one talks about because it’s not glamorous. It’s not the breakthrough moment or the triumphant ending. It’s the middle chapter where you’re doing the quiet, uncelebrated work of staying grounded while life rearranges itself around you.
It’s the chapter where you keep showing up even when nothing feels certain, the chapter where you build the foundation for your life you haven’t stepped into yet, and the chapter where you learn patience, resilience, and trust in ways you never had to before.
And in this in-between season, my blog has become my anchor. Not a distraction – lifeline.
Writing gives me a place to land, creating gives my heart a place to breathe, and sharing gives my story a place to grow.
Broken, Blessed and Becoming is the bridge between the life I’m leaving and the life I’m stepping into. It’s where I process, where I heal, where I make sense of the pieces that don’t yet fit. It’s where I remind myself that becoming isn’t a single moment – It’s a thousand small choices to keep going.
So, if you’re in your own in – between season, hear me when I say this:
- You’re not scattered – you’re expanding.
- You’re not limbo – you’re transistioning.
- You’re not stuck – you’re aligning.
- You’re not waiting – you’re preparing.
This season is not a pause, it’s a passage.
And one day soon, you’ll look back and realize this was the chapter that changed everything – not because it was easy, but because you kept becoming even when nothing around you had caught up yet.