Twenty-five candles dancing bright,
– Aishasavvy
Marking stories, an open diary etched in light.
Moments stumbled, lessons learned,
Dreams whispered, passions burned.
I’ve walked through fire and found my gold,
Cracked but whole, fierce and bold.
A tender storm, a rising flame,
No one walks this earth the same.
I’ve held in tears and broken free,
Planted roots and dared to be.
This year, let softness be my shield,
Let purpose be the life I live.
To joy in every breath,
To quiet nights and well-kept dreams.
To choosing peace, to wisdom grown,
And loving love in my own eyes.
Happy Birthday — my time to shine.
The world is mine. The light. Divine.
A Letter to My 25-Year-Old Self; Maybe An Open Diary
Dear Me,
Whoa. I’m 25 now.
It’s dreamlike, like a mix of thankfulness, nostalgia, and mellow excitement. I’ve experienced happiness and heartache, self-doubt and self-discovery. And now, here I am at this mile marker, looking at how far I’ve come.
I’ve learned that the best things are those that wait. That late does not mean denied. That gentleness does not mean weakness. And that the most important person to show up for is me.
I’ve entered 25 with less fear, more boundaries, and a stronger grasp of my own worth. I’m proud of how I’ve healed, grown, and still had the courage to hold onto believing in magic.
Here’s to loving louder. Resting more deeply. Creating more boldly. And never forgetting: I am already enough.
Happy New Year to me to the woman I am and the woman I am becoming.
The Year of Becoming
If 18 was dreaming, 21 was attempting, then 25 is becoming.
This age is standing in front of who you imagined you’d be and inviting you to love who you are. We spent so many years associating milestones with accomplishment. By 25, I’d imagined that I’d have it all sorted out. Instead, I’ve found that having it all sorted out is the journey.
At 25, I’m discovering that:
- Boundaries are fierce.
- Rest is a form of resistance.
- The peace is the real glow-up.
- And the soft life is not lazy, it’s liberating.
I don’t chase deadlines anymore. I go for alignment. I invest in people and environments that invest in me. I stopped looking for a sign because I’ve become the sign.
If you’re 25 or turning 25, here’s the thing: you don’t have to have it all worked out. But you do owe yourself honesty, love, and presence. Not knowing everything is okay. What matters is that you keep becoming.
Happy 25 to all who are 25 and becoming, losing, radiating, and choosing themselves.
25 Things I’m Reminding Myself at 25
I’m 25…
Here are 25 reminders I’m giving myself in an open diary as I step boldly into this new chapter…
(Comment if you’re on your journey too)
- I don’t need to have it all figured out.
- Rest is intentional.
- My dreams are valid — even the ones I keep to myself.
- Saying no is a love language.
- Comparison is the thief of joy.
- I am allowed to change.
- Boundaries are gorgeous.
- Idealizing life is self-love.
- Healing is not linear.
- It’s okay to want more.
- I am already enough.
- Not everyone will applaud — do it anyway.
- Soft is not weak.
- Detours are divine.
- My story matters.
- I can outgrow people.
- Everything doesn’t require a response.
- Rest, then attempt again.
- Decide on peace over people-pleasing.
- I owe myself patience.
- Delayed isn’t denied.
- The soft life is mine to claim.
- God is perfect.
- I am art. I am magic. I am becoming.
- This life? It’s mine. And it’s beautiful.
Thank you for taking some time to read this piece. This is an open diary of myself. I really appreciate your support, and I would love for you to join my community and let’s grow together. I am excited to say that this year marks the start of a new beginning of fulfilling dreams and wishes. Feel free to leave your comment(s) in the comment section below. If you enjoy my blog, please share the joy with your loved ones using the share button. I am growing my blog and would love that you are part of the journey. Thank you for visiting and I hope you remember me in your thoughts!
