Sasha Nicole
Episode | One
A Suitcase. A Journey. A Decision.
There was a time I believed that not knowing your purpose meant you did not have one. I actually wrote those words down — 'No Purpose' — and carried them as though they were fact. There were things I could do, but nothing that felt like it would truly matter. Nothing that made me feel useful and happy.
Until the day I picked that paper up, read it one last time, and recognized it for what it really was — the biggest lie I had ever told myself.
This episode is about that moment. The decision to pack everything that is real and true about who I am, and leave everything else behind. The yellow suitcase represents my joy.
And I am finally learning that I am allowed to bring it with me
Not every step of the journey looks certain.
Some steps look like wandering. This episode is one of those. There is a difference, though, between being lost and being led. I am not lost. I am simply following a path I cannot see the end of yet — and learning to be okay with that. The church was not a coincidence.
Nothing on this journey has been. God has a plan. He has a path. And my only job right now is to trust it, follow it, and enjoy every single moment of the walk.
Episode | Two
Episode | Three
Even Here, There Is Joy
Not every moment of this journey feels electric. Some moments feel like a bus stop and tired feet and a memory you did not plan on revisiting today. I sat with that for a little while. The past. The fatigue. The quiet.
And then I got up. Because that is what joy does — it does not wait for the perfect moment. It rises anyway. What follows in this episode is the truest version of who I am. Laughing out loud. Believing in things I cannot prove yet. Swinging at an imaginary home run with everything I have. Skipping into the distance like the whole world is watching and I do not mind one bit.
This is not performance. This is just me — contagiously, unapologetically, impossibly optimistic. And I would not have it any other way.
A Picnic For One. For Now.
I set the table for a life I am still building. Strawberries. A book. Sunshine. And a quiet joy that feels almost too good to rush. This episode is me taking time for myself — fully, unapologetically — while I wait for the man who will add his own sparkle to what I am already building.
And then — just like that — the suitcase is gone. My yellow suitcase. The one that has carried my joy through every step of this journey. Taken. And everything is about to change. I do not know what comes next. But I have a feeling this is where the story really begins.
