The Legacy
I wasn’t born with a crown — I earned it one muddy season at a time. In the early days, nothing went the way I imagined. I over‑planted, under‑watered, mislabeled everything, and half my garden turned into a surprise party I didn’t plan. Some seeds never sprouted. Some sprouted too much. And some grew into wild, unruly beasts that refused to stay in their lane.
But every mistake taught me something. Every failure rooted me deeper. Every tiny sprout reminded me that growth takes courage.
I learned patience from the soil, resilience from the storms, and grace from the seasons that didn’t go my way. I learned to laugh at the chaos, celebrate the small victories, and trust that even the smallest seed the size of a grain of sand could grow into something strong enough to feed a kingdom.
