The Ones Who Break Us… and the Ones Who Rebuild Us

Come, come sit with me. Grab a drink and pull up a chair. Okay… I heard a comment today that made me sit back and think — like really think about the words. Because child… they ran around in my head all day. The comment was this: Some people come into our lives to break us… and some come into our lives to rebuild us. Sit with that for a moment. I know what you’re thinking… Who is breaking me? And who is rebuilding me? Mmm… yeah. I felt that one down in my bones. It hits hard. The reason it hits hard… is because you never want to think that people are breaking you. But they do. And sometimes it’s not loud or obvious. The breaking can happen in the way someone talks to you… or the way you feel when you’re around them. And deep down, in your heart of hearts… you know it’s not right. You feel it. And in that breaking… you start to withdraw a little. You get quieter. You question things more. And you find yourself asking: Why? Why does this feel ...
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The Season I’m In

Come, come sit with me. Grab your drink and pull up a chair.

Seasons.

That word can mean so many things.

The changing of the weather — and please, GOD, let the season of heat start soon because we are tired of the cold. (Yes, I said it.)

But seasons can also mean the one you’re living in right now.

The emotional season.
The growth season.
The stretching season.
The rebuilding season.

I know you’re probably thinking, “What is this girl talking about?”

I’m talking about the season I’m in.

It’s the season of freeing.

The season of freeing for me is doing things I would have never imagined myself doing in a million years.

Creating.

Me.

Creating things.

I’ve always been a numbers girl.

Spreadsheets.
Budgets.
Tracking.
Analytics.

I love my numbers.
They make sense.
They behave.
They add up.

I never saw myself as creative.

That wasn’t the box I put myself in.

But here I am.

Writing.
Designing.
Recording.
Building something out of words and color and thought.

And let me be clear.

At first?

It was scary.

Uncomfortable.

Unfamiliar.

There were moments I wanted to retreat back to what felt safe.

But growth rarely feels comfortable.

In order to grow, sometimes we have to sit in the stretch.
In the uncertainty.
In the “who am I becoming?” space.

My season of freeing is interesting in the way that I’ve discovered another side of myself — a side I now embrace.

Who knew that being open could unlock this?

This kind of expansion.
This kind of courage.
This kind of creativity.

So let me ask you something.

What season are you in right now?

Are you embracing it…
or fighting it?

Because the season you’re resisting might be the one that’s trying to set you free.

✨ Whisper: The season that feels unfamiliar may be the one that frees you.

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  1. Kona FitnessMarch 30, 2026 at 6:54 PM

    Change can feel overwhelming, but it’s also where growth lives. One step at a time is still progress—just keep going.

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