I Am Enough

Hey Warriors,

There was a moment, a string of moments really, when everything inside me was shutting down. My heart. My kidneys. My liver. One by one, the lights in my body began to dim, as if my internal system was slowly closing the curtain on this life.

Doctors were watching numbers fall. I was fading. The machines were louder. The room is still. And in that stillness, there was a quiet kind of surrender, not because I had given up, but because I had given it all.

And yet… I survived.

Not because the odds were in my favor. Not because I was stronger than most. Not because everything went according to plan.

I survived because I was enough.

Even with organs failing.

Even with a machine now doing the work my heart could no longer handle.

Even with tubes and alarms and a future that suddenly felt foreign.

I. Was. Still. Enough.

God didn’t forget me. He kept waking me up. Day after day. And each time I opened my eyes, I realized something deeper than gratitude. I realized that I deserved to still be here.

Not because of what I could do.

Not because of how “inspirational” people thought I was.

But because being alive is enough.

Because being me is enough.

I have scars that tell stories. I have pain that lingers. I have days when I cry because this is a lot. And still, I laugh. I create. I heal. I walk into each sunrise with a heart that refuses to quit.

This LVAD hasn’t just kept me alive, it’s awakened me. It’s helped me see that there is beauty in brokenness and power in softness. I am not the same woman I was before. I am more.

More compassionate.

More intentional.

More in love with this complicated, glorious life.

I am enough in the waiting rooms.

I am enough with a pump humming at my side.

I am enough with dreams that look different now, but still burn bright.

I am enough because I’m still here.

And being here means there’s purpose left.

So, if you’re walking through something heavy… if your body feels like it’s betraying you… if the world keeps trying to measure your worth by what you can do or how much you can give…

Let me remind you:

You are enough.

You, right now, as you are, with all the battle wounds, the fatigue, the grit, and the quiet strength.

You are enough for your story.

Enough for your calling.

Enough for your next breath and every one that follows.

God gave me more time. And I plan to live it with fierce joy, with passion, with purpose.

I don’t just survive now.

I thrive.

And so can you.

With Heart,

💙 Phoenix

"I survived because I was enough."