A Year of Becoming
- Dec 28, 2025
- 2 min read
This year didn't arrive with noise or certainty.
It came quietly.
It showed up in early mornings and long pauses. In unfinished cups of coffee and moments where progress wasn't measured by output, but by alignment. It was a year that asked for patience more then urgency, and trust more then proof.
Much of this year was spent building things before they were visible, supporting work that asks for depth in a world that prefers speed. Holding space for ideas that don't rush, because they matter too much to be simplified.
There were moments that felt heavy, not because of failure, but because of responsibility. Caring deeply has weight. Staying present takes effort. And believing in something before its widely understood can feel lonely at times.
But alongside that weight, creativity found its way back to me.
A Childhood story resurfaced, lighthearted, playful and full of memory. The Day I Fooled Dad reminded me that joy doesn't disappear when life gets serious. It waits patiently, ready to return when we make room for it.
This year carried movement. Across places and conversations. Across thresholds I once only imagined. Standing beside the person I love, not behind or ahead, but in partnership. In work. In belief. In life.
Some of the most meaningful moments weren't public at all. They happened at home. In stillness. In rest with out quitting. In quiet watchfulness, learning that not every season asks for motion.
Nature offered perspective when I needed it most. Wide horizons. Long views. A reminder that growth doesn't announce itself while its happening. Roots grow quietly, long before anything blooms.
This wasn't a year of Spectacle.
It was a year of alignment.
Of choosing meaning over momentum.
Of weaving love, creativity, and purpose into one steady thread.
As the year closes, I can see it clearly now:
I didn't fall behind.
I didn't stand still.
I was becoming.
Walking this year alongside Kerry's work has been a quiet reminder that meaningful change never comes from speed or spectacle. It comes from presence. From patience. From a willingness to look beneath the surface.
What he teaches about horses, the importance of awareness, emotional balance, and honoring how each individual experiences the world, has quietly shaped how I moved through this year as well. Supporting this work requires the same things it asks of others: to slow down, to listen more closely, and to trust that understanding unfolds in its own time.
In that way, this reflection isn’t separate from the work itself.
It comes from the same place.
A shared belief that whether we are learning from horses, from relationships, or from ourselves, the path forward is found not by rushing, but by truly seeing.
It truly was a year of becoming.
~ Daphne
Succes in life is a long hard climb.
We will succeed
Love this reflection. Great to hear from Daphne. They are a true power couple.