I Went Back to My Old High School⌠And Something Powerful Happened
On Thursday, I stood on a stage I never imagined Iâd return to â the stage at my old high school. The last time I walked those corridors, I was a teenager with big dreams and very little confidence. I had no idea that life would take me on the journey it did. I spoke to the students about dreams, detours, and the way life has a funny way of leading you back to whatâs truly meant for you. I shared the story of telling my school careers advisor that I wanted to be a firefighter, and being told, âMaybe something more suitable for a girl.â And I shared the truth I didnât know then: đ Other peopleâs limitations donât have to become your limitations. I celebrated the students who got the results they hoped forâŚAnd I spoke directly to the ones who didnât â reminding them that a result is just a moment, not a destiny. I told them about my 2017 head injury, how it forced me to leave my corporate job, and how exactly one year to the day laterâŚI received my firefighter contract. A full-circle moment. A reset. A reminder that alignment always finds you. And standing there in front of those students, sharing the chapters of my story I once felt ashamed of, I realised: ⨠We never know who needs to hear our journey.⨠We never know who it will inspire to choose courage over fear.⨠And we never know whose future we are helping shape, simply by showing whatâs possible. It was an honour â and a reminder of why I do the work I do here in this community. If you take anything from this today, let it be this: You are never behind. You are becoming. And the path meant for you will always find its way back. đ