Thirteen years ago today, we rescued Gertie and Gracie. Two tiny, ridiculous littermates who walked into our lives just as we were grieving what would never be. Today is their Gotcha Day. Their last one together.Our last day as a family of
He spent the winter with me in dispause—resting in his chrysalis for months, waiting out the cold until spring’s warmth and bloom gave the signal. From the very beginning—as a tiny egg—he carried the blueprint. Not just for the chrysalis, but
"People don’t change" is one of the biggest lies we tell ourselves. It’s an excuse that keeps us stuck.A story that protects us from heartbreak. Because if we admit people can change…We might have to grieve that they haven’t.We might have to
They're like ghosts. One of my favorite follows (@lizmoody), also the author of one of the most helpful books I’ve read recently, asked her audience about having children. The slide carousel on Instagram was raw and real—every emotion poured out. It
Doing the work of courage isn’t about fixing yourself. It’s about stripping away everything that was never really you. You were never too much. You were never not enough. You’ve just been buried under stories that weren’t yours.
Advent invites us to slow down and to feel. To anticipate. To sit in the messy middle of waiting. Which isn’t always easy. Joy might sit alongside sorrow. Anticipation may feel tangled with grief. Courage is the willingness to feel it all without becoming it. Take a
I'm exhausted, and it's hard to get the overthinking and overwhelm to stop. My heart hurts, and my understanding muscle is waning and worn out. Fatigue has a way of making convictions sharper and shrinking our worlds. It can also
