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Petite Post: Mustered GraceÂ
Choosing to give ourselves permission to embrace the enigma that is defining our happy ending within the arms of lifelong loss.
Choosing to give ourselves permission to embrace the enigma that is defining our happy ending within the arms of lifelong loss.
The stars shine bright, more of them at once than I have ever seen, and the moon nearly bright enough to guide my walk.
Today I bring you my guest post for Tracey Cleantis, author of The Next Happy.
I just got back from my writing retreat and vacation in Montana, a place of my soul.
I always knew my journey to parenthood would not be traditional, and yet I never could have imagined the unexpected extraordinary life that has been born of my journey.
Through our infertility journey hope at times was our best friend and at other times was our worst enemy.
My hope, especially my hope for the future, has meant finding the peace and clarity within the lifelong losses of infertility and my work of being okay.
When hope grows up I own all the parts of my story and know I am enough.
Part two here. https://youtu.be/8lkLQ2jD42E We like to check the box. We quickly categorize. We think in black and white. Therefore, we also like to feel in black and white. Happy or sad. Angry or joyful. Disappointed or at peace. My education, training and professional experience have
Losing ourselves to our dreams means we have nothing left of ourselves to enjoy them if they come true.