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Yesterday, my friend and I were talking, and he said to me, “Hana, when are you going to blog again?” I laughed and said, “I don’t know. I blogged last week. I have to be inspired to blog.” He responded, “Well, let’s learn Torah.” And here I am today, after that conversation, feeling inspired.

Today, after leaving my friend’s house, I found myself thinking deeply about friendship, about the friendships I’ve gained over the years and the ones I’ve had to let go of. There are people I once spoke to who are no longer part of my life. And then there are those who stayed.

The last couple of weeks have been so busy that I barely had time to do the things I actually wanted to do. Life has been full with work, kids, responsibilities, planning, and constant movement.

As I’ve gotten older, I’ve realized something important, life is not a competition. Not with other women. Not with anyone.

I’ve been a mom to my boys for many years, and motherhood has already taught me so much about strength, patience, and love. But there is something about my daughter that has pushed me to grow even more spiritually. Maybe it’s the questions she asks, the honest, curious ones that make you pause and really think.

The past couple of weeks, everyone has been focused on New Year’s resolutions, goals, and fresh starts. And while I love seeing people motivated and inspired, I realized something about myself. I didn’t set New Year’s resolutions, not because I don’t believe in growth, but because my New Year already passed.

Lately, I’ve been thinking about how important it is to surround ourselves with people who are loving, kind, and genuinely good neighbors, not just in proximity, but in heart.

For no apparent reason, this month I have been very happy. Not the loud kind of happiness, but a deep sense of peace in my heart like everything is exactly the way it’s meant to be. There’s no specific reason. Just because. Just because I’ve fought to be here.

I am always amazed by how each of us carries our own unique talents. Some people have many, some have one, but every talent is a light. Sometimes it stays quiet inside us until something or someone, brings out that spark, that ambition, that fire we didn’t even know we had.

This blog is purely simple. I’ve written twice this week, but nothing truly sat with me until today. This morning, I woke up and knew exactly what I wanted to write about just being thankful that I woke up and that I’m alive.I am simply grateful.

Life truly comes in mysterious ways. The past two weeks have been filled with so many thoughts, ideas, and plans that I could barely keep up with myself. My head has been spinning trying to organize everything, figure out the next step, and somehow make sense of it all.

Lately, I’ve been hearing people say things like, “I wish I was younger, ” “I wish I was single,” “it must be easier” and honestly, it bothers me. Not because I don’t understand where those feelings come from, but because it made me realize how much we all compare our lives to one another.