Dear Universe,

Thank you—for this beautiful chapter of my life, for the quiet miracles, the lessons wrapped in light and shadow.

And now, I feel you stirring me toward something new.
Is that what this is? A turning page?

Yes, I’ve been sending you my wishes, my whispered prayers—mostly about the weight of this financial strain.
I know you hear me. I know you see me.
And, as always, you’ll answer—not just in the way I hope, but in ways beyond my wildest imagining.

I’m changing now.
The way I see.
The way I move through this world.
And those closest to me—they sense it too. Not everyone welcomes the shift.
But that’s alright.

I’ve learned to see difference not as rejection, but simply as contrast.
They are them. I am me.
No more. No less.
I no longer measure my worth against their comfort.

Still, dear Universe, these in-between chapters terrify me.
I am shedding so much.
It feels like loss, but perhaps it’s just space being made—for what’s next.

So please, send me a sign.
Something quiet. Something clear.
Let me know I’m still walking the path you’ve laid beneath my feet.

With love and trust,
Karin Sabrina