2016 vs 2026 me

Here are some pictures of me in the year 2016. Read below what is on my heart….

The trend that's going around called “2026 is the new 2016” has affected me more deeply than I anticipated. It opens the door to a season of my life that still feels sacred. Back then, my body was already fighting battles, but it carried me anyway—into so many experiences that shaped who I am. I pushed past limits most people never had to consider just to move alongside my peers, and I’m deeply grateful for that strength.

Life during that time feels especially vivid: outdoor pursuits like running, enjoying activities freely with friends, serving in the church, participating in human video fine arts, traveling, and playing classical piano. Every step held intention. Every movement was earned. I was always seeking beauty wherever I could find it. None of it was effortless, but all of it mattered.

What I hold onto now isn’t just gratitude for what I could do then, but the truth that I never stopped being adventurous. Adventure has simply changed its shape. My world is smaller, slower, and more deliberate now, guided by adaptation, gentleness, and care—and that is not a loss.

The curiosity, resilience, and adoration for the things I loved never disappeared. They simply learned how to live differently. Today, I find joy in writing poetry and songs, dog-sitting at home, journaling in my Bible, advocating for mental and chronic illness awareness, and spending meaningful time with my family.

And in many ways, this season feels just as rich—quieter, yes, but deeply rooted. Not defined by what I can no longer do, but by the love, intention, and presence I carry forward. And the grace of God! 🤍