Love Letter No. 002: To Peace, the Most Expensive Thing We Own

January 15, 2026

There’s something sacred about sitting in your own quiet. No drama. No racing thoughts. No unfinished arguments playing in the back of your mind like reruns. Just peace. And if I’ve learned anything these past few years, it’s that peace is the most expensive thing we own, and I’m not talking about money. I’m talking about the emotional toll it takes to get there. The self-control it requires to stay there. And the strength it demands to protect it at all costs.

For me, the most peaceful moment of my life came out of nowhere, on a random Saturday at a packed college football game. I passed out, and the world just…..stopped. No buzzing phone. No pressure. No fake smiles. Just pure stillness. And when I came to, I remember thinking, is that what peace feels like? Because if it is, I want it. I crave it. I’m tired of feeling anxious. Tired of surviving. I want peace that doesn’t come from hitting the ground, but from finally standing in who I am.

I used to think peace would come once everything around me was fixed. Once life made sense. Once people treated me better. But real peace isn’t passive, it’s personal. It’s a decision to stop chasing validation, to release the version of yourself that needed to explain everything, to stop fighting battles that were never yours to win. Peace is walking away from the need to be right, to be heard, to be seen, and realizing you already are. By you. For you. That kind of clarity? It’s priceless.

So this is your reminder: don’t wait for chaos to teach you what calm feels like. Protect your peace like it’s the last luxury on earth. Honor it. Guard it. And most importantly enjoy the hell out of it. Because you’ve earned it.

With love,

Chandler