I thought my life would look different by now.
The vision board had timelines. Momentum. Clear markers of success.
It made sense on paper. It photographed well.
It told a story that felt exciting to tell.
But the season I’m in now doesn’t look like that.
And somehow, I don’t feel completely lost.
That’s the strange part.
Life doesn’t look like the picture I once imagined,
but it still feels aligned.
Like I’m still on the right track,
maybe even closer than it feels.
For a long time, I thought alignment meant things falling into place in visible ways.
Progress you could point to.
Growth you could measure.
But this season is teaching me something different.
It was never about performance, perfection, or striving for acceptance.
It’s about finding the peace our souls have always been longing for.
Alignment doesn’t always look impressive.
Sometimes it looks like peace where there used to be panic.
Boundaries where there used to be over-explaining.
Rest where there used to be proving.
Sometimes alignment looks like choosing what’s necessary
over what’s impressive.
There’s a grief that comes with seasons like this,
the quiet letting go of the version of life you thought you were building.
The one you prayed for.
Planned for.
Prepared yourself to become.
And it’s okay to mourn that.
It’s okay to miss the picture.
But maybe the vision wasn’t wrong.
Maybe it was just in process.
Because what if this slower, less shiny season is actually preparing you to hold what’s coming?
What if the detour is doing deeper work than the straight path ever could?
What if this is the kind of story that becomes immeasurably more than you could have asked or imagined?
I’m learning that God is often more concerned with who we’re becoming than what we’re achieving.
That the process matters more than potential.
That alignment isn’t about checking boxes.
It’s about becoming grounded enough to carry purpose
without losing yourself in the process.
Some seasons aren’t shiny.
Some won’t make sense when you try to explain them.
Some will feel like things are falling apart
when in reality, space is being made for more.
So if life doesn’t look like the vision board right now,
but something in you feels a quiet sense of peace,
let that be enough.
Sometimes the picture you painted has to fade
so the process can take shape.
– From a girl who learned that what your life feels like
matters more than what it looks like.
blissfullyb 