living a simple life…
There’s a little girl inside me — she’s about five or six — and she’s still hopeful. I can see her clearly: cute, bright-eyed, open-hearted. She hasn’t learned yet that life can turn on a dime and fall apart. She hasn’t absorbed the chaos or confusion. She still believes good…
There’s something about the unknown that hits me straight in the chest — and not in the romantic, poetic way people talk about “new beginnings.”For me, the unknown has always started with one feeling: dread. My body reacts before my brain even catches up.My chest tightens. My fight-or-flight switch flips.…
There’s something magical that happens in the quiet moments — those tiny slices of life in between the dishes, the emails, the errands, the same old routines. That’s usually where the whispers slip in. The nudges. The calls. And honestly? A call can be anything. Maybe someone pops into your…
The Magic of a Fresh Start What is it about a new day that feels so full of possibility? I’ve always loved the beginnings — a new year, a new month, a fresh Monday morning. There’s something about closing one chapter and opening another that just lights me up. For…
Finding My Voice After a Lifetime of Silence Let’s talk about having a voice. If you grew up in a traumatic household, like I did, chances are your voice wasn’t welcomed. You were told to stay quiet, to disappear, to obey. Maybe you learned that speaking up meant punishment, rejection,…