A sad story with an even happier ending.
Grab a cuppa. It's story time. A story with a warning. It's a sad story. And we know it will have a very happy ending
Merry Christmas and Peace on Earth
Forever in grateful awe of this life in the in-between of what could have been and what is. ??
May we all feel it all.
May we all feel it all. Tired and grateful. Grief and joy. It is there we turn toward one another, meet each other, and walk one another through it together. Merry Christmas magic.
I will tell my story, sharing my three, every time.
Fill in the blank with someone you love or work beside's story. Because 1 in 6 struggle to conceive. 1 in 4 pregnancies ends in loss. And 1 in 160 pregnancies end with a child born still. Infertility and loss
The ultimate And
He came. He is here. He is coming. The ultimate And. My mind struggles to fully comprehend and my heart knows to be true with everything. So it is with holy awe I live.
Words matter.
Shit and gifts. Not shit but at least gifts. Words matter. Yesterday, I broke a tooth really bad on the Trigeminal neuralgia side of my face at lunch, on the third dang bite. Shit. And (not at least) I was with one of
The Permission and The Power of The And
I've read a lot that you can't feel fear and gratitude at the same time, both from brain studies and psychology studies and many, many coaches. And I just don't think there will ever be a study or a virally famous
You finally bloom.
It's been a decent lifetime worth of things not turning out how I hoped, dreamed, or planned. It's been years and years of sacrifice, hard work, surrender, trust, service, and relationship. It's been many disappointments, losses, closed doors, and rejections. All leading to
