The Year God Reordered My Life
A 2025 Reflection on Identity, Work, and Surrender
2025 has been quite the year.
But to understand it, I need to briefly take you back to 2024.
2024: The Year Everything Changed
I married the love of my life on April 4, 2024, in Atlanta.
I spent one full day with my new husband.
Attended a family funeral the next day.
Drove back to Charlotte.
Then flew to DC the following day for work.
I worked up until the day I got married, pushing to meet deliverables, resolve unexpected issues, and do what “a leader does.”
There’s already a theme emerging.
A personal high being quietly overrun by work.
In June, I relocated to Atlanta. I stayed in Charlotte a few extra months so my boys could finish the school year.
In July, we moved into our home together: my husband, my two sons, and my new daughter.
New city.
New schools.
New family rhythm.
New everything.
We squeezed in a beautiful honeymoon in Los Cabos. But I returned and could barely catch my breath.
And then there was work. And it was consuming.
Without getting into the details, it became unsustainable for me.
The one who always figured it out.
The one who always pushed through.
After conversations with my husband, my mentor, and my doctor, I took a leave of absence.
By October, I resigned.
I was a VP of People & Culture.
A dream role.
At what I once believed was a dream organization.
This wasn’t the plan.
So if I had to sum up 2024 in one sentence:
I married my dream man, relocated from Charlotte to Atlanta, and quit my dream job.
2025: The Year God Reordered Me
As usual, I had plans for 2025.
I planned to find another well-paying, high-impact role.
I planned to buy a business because I knew entrepreneurship was the ultimate goal.
I worked diligently toward both.
Neither happened.
In January 2025, I attended a workshop on purpose. I went in expecting a monumental download from the Lord. I wanted Him to approve my plans, of course.
Instead, He spoke clearly and simply:
“Reordering of priorities.”
My professional path was in direct conflict with what God was inviting me into. And while I believed in surrender, I also believed I could still do it all.
In past seasons, I had.
But this season required something different.
I was being asked to release what I knew—hustle, grind, busyness, and always saying yes—to receive what I said I wanted:
a slower pace, flexibility, and freedom.
On paper, it sounded easy.
In practice, I wrestled.
This year exposed how deeply busyness was ingrained in me. How much I equated productivity with worth. How uncomfortable I felt when I wasn’t accomplishing something measurable.
Busyness wasn’t my schedule.
It was my identity.
If I’m being honest, the Lord was also exposing my struggle with control.
I fought to receive the very things I had been praying for.
And I’m still unpacking that, especially as I watch so many women burn the candle at both ends, calling it faithfulness.
In the first quarter of the year, I wrestled with these truths.
In the second quarter, I acknowledged them. I even released a consulting client quickly when she crossed agreed-upon professional boundaries.
In the third quarter, I launched this Substack—but more than that, I relaunched as a woman.
And in the fourth quarter, I’m embodying this season and all that I am beyond a job title.
In previous years, December was always consumed by work.
Not because I didn’t have time off—but because so much depended on me.
While others were winding down, I was scrambling to wrap up year-end activities.
This post is being written from Fort Lauderdale, at the beach, on a trip with my husband.
It feels full circle. In 2020, I lived in Fort Lauderdale on sabbatical as a single mom. You can read that story here.
But 2025 has marked the release of life as I once knew it—and the ushering in of a new life, new relationships, and new opportunities.
December has been full…but not with work.
With people.
With serving.
With experiences.
With joy.
What I’m Carrying Forward
So I’ll ask you what I had to finally ask myself:
Who are you outside of your career?
I’m a wife.
A mother.
A writer.
A gift connoisseur.
A book nerd.
A professional eater.
A Fashion Hype Woman.
And this year, with God’s help, I finally made space to be her.