Starting again is one of the hardest things a person can do. It takes courage to rebuild something that once broke you. It takes faith to begin from the same ground that once buried your dreams. But life doesn’t end when things fall apart sometimes, that collapse is just the beginning of something purer, stronger, and wiser.

When everything you worked for disappears, you face two choices: to mourn what was or to build what could be. Most people get stuck mourning replaying what went wrong, who hurt them, what failed. But healing begins the moment you shift from “why me?” to “what now?” That single shift turns pain into purpose.