Many people rush toward a new year hoping change will come from better plans or stronger resolve. But before anything new can take root, something old must be allowed to end. This winter letter explores why clearing, grieving, and letting go are not delays—but the very ground from which real transformation grows.

You are not too much—you’re just not fully met. Yet.
This letter is for the ones who keep showing up with tenderness and presence, even when their care goes unreciprocated. It’s about the quiet strength of staying open without self-abandoning, and the courage it takes to meet others exactly where they are—without bypassing your own truth.