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Stepping Onto My Own Train

  • Oct 1, 2025
  • 2 min read

Tonight at Post House, I had dinner with a friend and enjoyed the most delicious butterbean burger. To my surprise, they even brought out a slice of hummingbird cake with a candle to celebrate my upcoming birthday. That thoughtful little gesture touched me deeply—it was simple, sweet, and reminded me how far I’ve come.



For the longest time, I felt stuck—like I was standing on a platform while the rest of the world boarded the train, heading off to love and new experiences. I was left behind, clinging to the past, watching life move on without me. But now? I’ve finally stepped on board, and it feels so good to be moving forward.


I’m excited again—not just about someone new, but about the person I’ve become. I’ve been building a life I love and reclaiming strength I thought I had lost. It feels good to know I don’t always have to be alone, and I don’t have to keep wishing for something that was never truly meant for me.


I’m also excited about my trip to Atlanta this weekend, but for the first time in a long time, I’m almost equally excited about coming back home. There’s someone I’m genuinely looking forward to spending time with, and just the thought of it makes me smile for no reason at all. It feels light, hopeful, and sweet—like a new chapter is already beginning to unfold.


I’ve accepted that the last chapter was only meant to be a few pages in my story. While it held meaning and gave me moments of love, it was never meant to be deep or everlasting. And that’s okay—because I deserve something greater. I deserve someone who can bless my life with more than fleeting affection.


Looking back, I’m grateful for that chapter. It taught me so much—most importantly, what I don’t want. And sometimes knowing what we don’t want is just as valuable as knowing what we do. I’m a better person because of it, and I know I’ll be a better partner and a more intentional lover because of it too. Next time, I won’t settle for less than I deserve.


The past was never meant to define me. It was meant to refine me. And now, I feel ready for the next chapter—open, hopeful, and full of joy for what’s ahead.



💛 Honey Note:

Sometimes the bravest thing we can do is step forward when our heart wants to linger behind. Life is too short to stand still on the platform. The train is waiting—get on board.


🐝 With love and light,

Honey



 
 
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