Sometimes in life, God gives us gifts, and what we fail to realize is that sometimes these gifts aren’t temporary. No, they last our whole lives — and we often overlook what it takes to keep those gifts alive and healthy. We overwork them, drain them, and forget to nurture the very thing that once brought us peace.
For six years, I’ve been doing exactly that. I’ve poured my entire soul into my writing, constantly pushing, publishing, and creating, until one day I looked up and realized I wasn’t creating from love anymore — I was creating from pressure. I’ve been chasing deadlines instead of dreams, noise instead of stillness, and in the process, I forgot to just breathe.
So after a lot of prayer, reflection, and tears, I’ve decided to take a year off from publishing. This isn’t goodbye — it’s a much-needed pause. A season to heal, to rediscover my “why,” and to let God refill the parts of me that have been running on empty. I don’t want to keep giving from a place of exhaustion. I want to return to my words with passion, with peace, with Him at the center again.
To my readers — thank you for standing by me through every chapter, every late-night post, every story that’s made its way into your hearts. This time away isn’t just for me, it’s for the stories I haven’t written yet — the ones God still wants to tell through me.
Here’s to rest, renewal, and whatever beautiful story He writes next❤️
