Limping into 2026

First blog post of 2026

2025 didn’t go the way I thought it would.

It didn’t unfold according to my prayers, my plans, or my expectations.

This past year carried heavy losses—friendships that ended, loved ones I had to say goodbye to, and a version of life I had to release. My health took an unexpected turn, both mentally and physically, and it forced me to slow down in ways I didn’t choose but deeply needed.

So no, I didn’t walk into 2026 celebrating.

I limped into 2026—carrying heaviness, heartbreak, and grief.

I came in not with excitement, not with vision boards, or a neatly written list of goals. This year looks different. I don’t have resolutions. I don’t have a five-step plan. I’m not rushing to declare anything big.

Instead, I’m preparing to take one day at a time.

This year, my prayers are simple but heavy.

I’m praying for the strength to endure daily.

I’m praying for healing when memories of people I loved and lost rise unexpectedly.

I’m praying for peace when my mind refuses to rest.

I'm praying for healing when my body feels out of control.

And most of all, I’m praying that God will meet me right where I am—broken, tender, and honest.

I don’t have it all together. I’m not pretending to.

I’m learning that faith doesn’t always look like bold declarations. Sometimes faith looks like getting out of bed. Sometimes it looks like crying and still choosing to trust God anyway. Sometimes it looks like limping forward, refusing to quit.

This year, this space will reflect real growth and real faith.

You can expect blog posts that walk through:

• My personal growth and what God is teaching me in the quiet, uncomfortable places

• My marriage journey, including lessons in love, patience, and grace

• Parenting through faith, fear, and surrender

• Honest conversations about trusting the Lord when life doesn’t make sense

These words won’t come from a place of “I’ve arrived,” but from a heart that’s still learning, still healing, and still choosing God.

If you’re entering this year tired… if you’re grieving… if you feel behind… if your faith feels fragile—know this: you’re not alone. God is not intimidated by our weakness. He meets us in it. And even when we limp, He walks with us.

Here’s to 2026—not as a year we rush through, but as a year we survive, grow, heal, and trust God one step at a time.

Signed,

A broken but hopeful woman

Krystal W.