When the Timing Is Right

It’s been a while since I’ve written here, and honestly, I think I needed the pause. The last time I posted, I was deep in reflection about the lessons a particular season had taught me- about patience, change, and the quiet kind of resilience that builds when you stop rushing your own becoming. Since then, life has had its way of reminding me that growth rarely happens on our timeline, but somehow, it always happens right on time.

Over the past few months, I’ve felt the difference between forcing growth and allowing it. There were moments when I wanted things to move faster- a new role, more clarity, more peace- but the timing just wasn’t there yet. And when it finally was, it felt natural, like something had been quietly preparing me for it all along. I think that’s how life works most of the time. You don’t always see the seeds being planted; you just wake up one day and realize something’s bloomed.

I’ve also come to understand how much we need people to grow. Real growth doesn’t happen in isolation; it happens in community, through conversations, challenges, mentorship, and connection. This year, I’ve been surrounded by people who’ve pushed me, supported me, and inspired me to see myself in new ways. Mentors who believed in my potential when I was still finding my footing. Friends who reminded me to laugh through the hard days. Colleagues who taught me that accountability and compassion can coexist.

When I look back, I see how every person and every season has played a role in shaping who I’m becoming. I used to think growth meant doing everything alone- that I could handle it all. Now I see that growth is softer than that. It’s allowing people in. It’s learning from others. It’s letting yourself be influenced by those who bring out your best parts.

Professionally, I’ve stepped into spaces that challenge me to think deeper and lead differently. Personally, I’ve been trying to give myself permission to evolve, even when I don’t have everything figured out. It’s humbling, sometimes uncomfortable, but freeing.

What I’ve realized is that timing and people often work hand in hand. The right people tend to show up when you’re ready- or when you need to be reminded that you already are. Sometimes they arrive to guide you forward, sometimes to mirror the lessons you’re still learning, and sometimes to remind you of how far you’ve come.

So this post is a little thank-you to all of them, and maybe to the timing of it all too. Because things don’t always unfold the way we plan, but when they finally do, it feels like a quiet kind of grace.

I’m learning that progress isn’t just about achieving milestones; it’s about noticing who helped you get there, who walked beside you when things were uncertain, and who reminded you to keep going when you forgot why you started.

I guess that’s what Miranda In Progress has always been about- not perfection or arrival, but the rhythm of becoming. Growth that takes its time. Timing that you learn to trust. And people who remind you that you’re never really doing it alone.