What Fits

Dear You,

There are things we keep simply because they’ve been with us for a long time.

Relationships.

Routines.

Expectations.

Dreams we once wanted.

Versions of ourselves we worked really hard to become.

And sometimes we hold onto them without ever stopping to ask whether they still fit.

But becoming has a way of changing your measurements.

What once felt comfortable can start to feel tight.

What once felt like home can begin to feel like somewhere you’re only visiting.

What once made sense for your life may not make sense for the woman you are now.

That doesn’t always mean something went wrong.

Sometimes, you’ve simply grown.

And growth can be uncomfortable because not everything grows with us.

There may be people you still love who no longer have the same access to you.

Places you once belonged that don’t feel quite the same anymore.

Habits that helped an older version of you survive but don’t belong in the life you’re trying to build.

Even dreams can change.

You’re allowed to admit that.

You’re allowed to look at something you once prayed for, worked for, or desperately wanted and say,

this doesn’t fit me anymore.

That doesn’t make the old version of you wrong for choosing it.

She chose with what she knew then.

Honor her for that.

But don’t make her choices a lifetime obligation.

You know more now.

You’ve lived more.

You’ve lost some things. Found some things. Changed your mind about some things.

You’ve unfolded.

And with every new layer, you get to decide what comes with you.

Maybe this season isn’t asking you to add anything at all.

Maybe it’s asking you to notice.

What feels good?

What feels forced?

What gives you room to breathe?

What requires you to shrink yourself just to stay?

Pay attention to the fit.

Because you don’t have to squeeze yourself back into an old version of your life just because it once belonged to you.

Some things are meant for a season.

Some are meant to grow with you.

And some will surprise you by fitting even better than they did before.

You don’t have to know which is which immediately.

Just give yourself permission to try your life on again.

Keep what gives you room.

Release what asks you to become smaller.

And trust that outgrowing something doesn’t erase what it once meant to you.

It simply means you’re making room for what fits now.

With love, always,
Maig