A reflection on love, loss, clarity, and the quiet courage to begin again Sometimes healing doesn’t come with fireworks — it comes in quiet moments, like watching snow fall outside your window and noticing that your heart is finally telling you the truth. This is a story about love, loss, clarity, and the gentle courage it takes to choose yourself again… even when part of you still aches. It’s for anyone learning to let go with grace — and hold onto hope with both hands. Ther

Today, my son and I rode in Lowvelo , a bike ride to raise awareness and money for cancer research. I don’t spend much of my time revisiting thoughts about my own cancer survival, but I do realize that I’m one of the lucky ones. And because of that, I try my very best not to take this life of mine for granted. Today’s ride didn’t make me think about what I don’t  have—it made me think about what I’ve let go of . My blood sugar behaved beautifully (small victories matter!). Be

When you finally look back with clear eyes and see that someone’s choices were shaped by their own mental and emotional struggles, compassion begins to grow where anger once lived. It becomes easier to forgive when you understand that what you experienced wasn’t always intentional cruelty, but rather the product of someone who was never able to meet life as it is — right here, right now. Some people live suspended in the past. They scroll through old photos daily, reliving mo

October 7, 2025 It’s funny when you couldn’t care less where someone moved—because really, all that matters is they moved away from you. It’s funnier still when you couldn’t care less if they’re spending time with someone else, because the truth is, they aren’t spending their life with you—and that’s what actually matters. And yet, even when you’ve found your peace and stopped asking, they somehow find a way to poke you. Right when you’re enjoying a day that should belong onl

There was a time when he had all of me. I loved him entirely. I was his to lose—and he did. Whether it was because he didn’t love me,...

Living in the past means not allowing yourself to move forward into the life that’s waiting—or even to savor the sweetness of today. You...

When love is real, it doesn’t hide you, postpone you, or make you compete with anyone else’s approval. True love commits. And if it...

The people who broke you will be nothing more than distant memories—lessons you wouldn’t trade, but chapters you would never want to relive.