The Work Continues

Year of Transition

J Carter (aka Mini Me) & I - My WHY!

2025 was messy.

Exhausting. Painful.

It was also the beginning of something better.

The year opened with the end of a marriage and the start of single parenthood with full custody. That kind of change doesn’t announce itself. It forces a reset. Routines break. Assumptions disappear. Stability becomes something you build daily.

Not just for yourself but for someone else.

My son became my anchor. The reason I showed up on days when showing up felt optional. When things were heavy, he was the constant that made quitting a non-option.

At the same time, I stepped into a new role at work. A new territory. Almost no existing relationships. Responsibility for roughly a third of all new business.

Every day required proof.

Every win had to be earned.

Every mistake was visible.

There was no easing into it.

It was messy.

It was exhausting.

But it was clarifying.

Pressure has a way of stripping things down to what matters.

Through all of it, I’m grateful.

For my son, who gave purpose to days that could have gone sideways.For friends and mentors who reminded me I wasn’t alone—even when it felt that way.For my team, who carried weight with me instead of watching from the sidelines.

If I had to sum up 2025 in one word, it would be transition.

Not the polished kind.

The uncomfortable kind.

The kind that doesn’t ask permission.

And here’s what that season reinforced:

When challenges hit, there are only two real options.

Shrink and wait for relief—or face it head-on, get knocked down, and keep standing back up until something changes.

There isn’t a third door.

2025 didn’t deliver clarity all at once. It delivered it slowly, through friction. And in doing so, it set the stage for the biggest transition of my life one that’s already proving to be for the better.

The curtain is closed on 2025.

2026 is next.

There are things coming that make the road here worth it.

Happy New Year. The work continues.