When dreams are for a season

044: notes on letting go and trusting God as life shifts

The spot where our home coffee corner once stood is now empty. I’ve yet to rearrange our furniture. And though unspoken, I know my husband has yet to process this dream we’ve had to let go of.

In our perfect world, we’d still be arranging tables and chairs in our little garage. We’d be calibrating our espresso machine, filling up our pastry shelf, stocking up on supplies. In our perfect world, our daughters would wake up to the aroma of coffee beans and notes of hazelnut and caramel in the air. In our perfect world, I’d be pouring my heart into doing math at the end of each day, checking to see if we’d hit our daily quota. In a perfect world, we’d be living a slower life, in our little, cozy home café corner in the world.

Maybe—just maybe—we’ll get to live that reality again.

In all this, I’ve realized that some of our dreams are meant only for a season. When that season passes or has served its purpose, God gives us new dreams to take on, to live with, to fulfill.

There’s an ache in my heart for all the dreams we’ve held but had to let go. But also, peace—knowing that we’re doing this for the family we’re building.

We named our home café Little Bean, as an ode to our first daughter. The small business thrived for six months. We even served a few events. But the time came when it was no longer sustainable. I was also about to give birth. So, my husband had to pursue a more stable job. We had to close up shop.

Last night, we sold our beloved espresso machine. Truthfully, it felt like saying goodbye to something sacred.

But it felt right.

Maybe you’re also quietly grieving a dream you’ve had to lay down—a business, a passion, a plan, a relationship. But I’ve learned that letting go can be sacred too. It’s a kind of surrender that helps us make space for what’s next. Because God is not just the Author of dreams—but the Redeemer of them too. And He writes new ones.

“Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?” —Isaiah 43:18–19

Maybe today, you’re also being invited to open your hands—not in defeat, but in trust. To say, “This mattered. And now, it’s time to move forward.”

What’s a dream you’ve had to release?

What did it teach you about God, about yourself, about what really matters?

I’d love to hear your story. Feel free to reply to this dispatch, or simply sit with the questions awhile. Sometimes, honoring a dream starts with naming it.

As for us?

We’re rearranging more than furniture.

We’re stepping into a new season with new dreams—hand in hand with the same faithful God.

And that, I believe, is enough.

Until next time,
Dominique 💛