My wins don’t always make noise. They don’t always come with applause. Some arrive softly, like peace settling into my chest. A win is choosing calm over chaos. Clarity over confusion. Rest over proving. A win is walking away without bitterness. Letting go without losing myself. I’ve learned that peace isn’t the absence of struggle it’s the presence of self trust. It’s knowing I don’t have to fight every battle to be victorious. So yes,I celebrate my wins. The boundaries. The healing. The moments I chose myself and slept well afterward. These are the victories no one sees but they change everything. And this kind of peace? It’s the win that keeps on giving. 🤍

@Goose Dunlavey and his ducklings arrive in Bangkok tomorrow and I’ve taken it upon myself to make sure he has a very nice warm welcome 😈 Any guesses as to what might be in this bag?