LITERARY l The Mid-Year Check-up: How’s Life Going So Far?

And if you’re still wondering how life is going— Well… you’re still here.

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As someone who wanders through the crowded corridors of yesterday’s plans, today’s demands, and the hazy sketches of tomorrow, I find myself pausing—right here, in the middle of the year. Not quite the beginning, not yet the end. Just here.

How’s life going so far?

It’s a question that slips through like sunlight between blinds—gentle, warm, and quietly revealing. A soft reckoning in a noisy world.

The first half of the year has been a blur of busy facades and flickering emotions, somewhere between thriving and unraveling. Not every day has been a reward—some were reminders, others quiet lessons. Failure, too, arrived like an uninvited guest. And yet, through it all, the days moved forward, some like clockwork, others out of sync, some painfully loud and others barely ticking.

But your resilience? It’s a quiet strength, most human form.

Whether you’re a student trying to keep up, a worker chasing the next paycheck, a leader carrying invisible weights, or just someone surviving the calendar days—you kept showing up. That small thing is for you choosing to stay, to try, and to believe.

For every role you play—provider, dreamer, planner, professional—you’ve been choosing to continue, even when it was easier not to. That’s what endurance looks like. That’s what hope looks like in motion.

Yes, there have been stumbles. Pressure. Days that felt like too much. But between all that? Moments of clarity. Quiet victories. The soft return of self.

Life isn’t always made of exclamation marks. It’s made of ellipses… of unfinished sentences and open endings. And maybe that’s the beauty of this midpoint. It is not about being certain, but rather about noticing.  About accepting your current situation, even if it is untidy, incomplete, or uncertain.

So, here's to the second half. May it be friendlier, but not too quiet. May it provide answers—or better questions. May it encourage you to keep going, not perfectly, but honestly.

Because perhaps that is all life wants of us:

This is not perfection.  Just being present.

Not all of the solutions.  All you need is the bravery to continue asking the question.

And if you’re still wondering how life is going—

Well… you’re still here.

Still breathing.

Still finding reasons to keep going

Still becoming.

And that means more than you know.