01/27/2026
January 26, 2017 — the day my life split into before and after. In that moment, fear took over. My mind raced ahead to the unknown, to questions with no answers, to a future that suddenly felt fragile. I didn’t know what the days ahead would look like. I didn’t know how strong I would need to be. I just knew everything had shifted.
Looking back, I see now that January 26 wasn’t the end of my story. It was the beginning of a new one. One that taught me resilience. One that stripped me down and rebuilt me. One that showed me the power of survival, gratitude, and hope.
This date will always live with me. Not as a reminder of fear — but as proof of how far I’ve come.
Still here. Still standing. Still grateful. 🤍
