This Too Shall Pass

Life doesn’t always come at you gently.

Sometimes it hits like a wave—one crash after another—leaving you gasping for air and wondering when the tide will finally turn.

Lately, I’ve been in the thick of it.

Smiling bright, showing up, doing what needs to be done—while quietly feeling like I can’t breathe beneath the surface.

It’s a strange thing, to look okay on the outside while feeling completely undone on the inside.

And yet, even in these heavy moments, I find myself returning to a simple, powerful truth:

This too shall pass.

I say it when I’m driving in silence.

I write it down when the tears hit unexpectedly.

I whisper it like a prayer when I’m too tired to find the words.

Because somehow… it always does.

I’ve survived 100% of my worst days.

Pain fades.

Clarity returns.

Joy comes back—slowly at first, then all at once.

And the version of you that emerges is stronger, softer, and a little more sure of what really matters.

There’s a Japanese proverb that says:

“Fall down seven times, get up eight.”

I write these words not because I have it all figured out, but because writing is how I breathe again.

It’s how I remind myself of everything I’ve already overcome.

It’s how I anchor myself in the knowing that even when it feels like the universe is conspiring against me—I am still here. 

Still fighting.

Still rising.

Maybe this season is a redirection.

Maybe it’s a lesson.

Or maybe, it’s just the necessary pause before your next breakthrough.

If you’re struggling right now, this is your reminder:

You’ve made it through every hard day so far.

You’re still standing.

You are not alone.

And this too—this heavy, heart-wrenching, soul-shifting moment—shall pass.

Promise.