You don’t need to be her.
I know when you see her, a part of you aches. She seems to have exactly what you want. All figured out – right there in the palm of her hand. But the truth is, the world doesn’t need another her.
I know when you see her, a part of you aches. She seems to have exactly what you want. All figured out – right there in the palm of her hand. But the truth is, the world doesn’t need another her.
People are hard. Relationships are hard. But, perhaps, hardest of all? Loving yourself enough to hold onto tomorrow.
If I’m honest, a single “no” used to destroy me. I’m a feeler, and I pour my passion into everything I do. So, any closed door felt incredibly personal.
A few years ago, when my kids were little and exhausting, I realized I no longer had energy for drama.
I never thought I’d get there, but here I am. Imperfect is enough.
I don’t know what giant stands before you, but I know you have already survived your hardest days.
I think somewhere along the way, we heard a very powerful message: Healing isn’t easy.
New Years Day used to be one of my favorite holidays, but for all the wrong reasons.
I don’t want a hand sanitizer faith. Two pumps and you’re done. Instant Jesus.
A few years ago, I endured three of the greatest pain points life has to offer: My father was diagnosed with terminal lung cancer. My husband filed for divorce. And I discovered a Big Lie that ripped apart everything I thought I knew.