A few weeks ago, I jammed my toenail. It turned black and eventually fell off. But when it did, I discovered something surprising—a completely new, healthy nail was already growing underneath.

For years, ever since breaking this toe in 2003, I had accepted the strange, misshapen nail as “normal.” Suddenly, after all this time, it was gone—replaced by wholeness.

This small experience reminded me how often we accept unhealthy patterns or imperfections in ourselves, not because they serve us, but because we’ve convinced ourselves there’s nothing we can do. We tell ourselves, “This is just how it is.”

But just like that new toenail, transformation is always possible.