The past eight months have stretched me in ways I never imagined. They tested my faith, my endurance, and my understanding of what it truly means to persevere. There were moments marked by uncertainty, physical exhaustion, and emotional weight that felt overwhelming. Yet through it all, I learned that strength doesn’t always look like standing tall, it often looks like continuing to show up, even when the load feels heavy.

During this season, I stepped into spaces that required courage and vulnerability. Running a campaign while navigating personal challenges pushed me to lead with authenticity, humility, and heart. Traveling throughout the community and beyond allowed me to listen, learn, and connect with people from all walks of life. Each conversation, each shared story, and each mile on the road reaffirmed why service matters and why representation rooted in lived experience is so important.

Giving back to the community became both a responsibility and a source of healing. Whether advocating, supporting families, or simply being present, I was reminded that even in difficult seasons, purpose does not pause. Service grounded me and reminded me that impact is not measured only by outcomes or titles, but by showing up for others with compassion and consistency.

This period also forced me to slow down and listen… to my body, my spirit, and the quiet lessons unfolding around me. I learned that asking for help is not weakness, and that grace often meets us when we release control. I gained a deeper appreciation for those who stood beside me, prayed for me, encouraged me, and believed in me when I struggled to believe in myself.

I also want to extend a heartfelt thank you to my Optimist Club friends. Thank you for your understanding during my absence, for your patience, and for the grace you extended without question. As I watched your work, your commitment, and your teachings along the way, I was continually inspired. I am deeply grateful for your acceptance and for the example you set, one rooted in service, kindness, and optimism.

As I look ahead, I carry forward the lessons, the gratitude, and the quiet confidence that comes from surviving what once felt impossible. I am not the same person I was eight months ago. I am more grounded, more purposeful, and more committed than ever to serving my community… knowing that growth happens even in the valley, and hope is strengthened when we walk forward together.

Heavenly Father, thank You for carrying me through every high and low of this season. Thank You for the strength I did not know I had, the lessons learned in the waiting, and the people You placed around me for support and encouragement. As we step into a new year, I ask for continued guidance, healing, wisdom, and grace—not only for myself, but for my family, my community, and all those seeking hope. May we lead with compassion, serve with humility, and walk boldly in purpose. Amen.