And when it does, keep living. Today, artificial intelligence is changing our world at a breathtaking pace. Tomorrow it will be something else. But perhaps we give technology too much credit for introducing us to change. Life has been doing that forever. Relationships. Heartbreak. Betrayal. Disappointment. Joy. Illness. Recovery. Birth. Death. Falling in love. Falling out of love. Becoming a parent. Losing a parent. Discovering something about another person that changes ever

Our parents write the opening chapters. We spend the rest of our lives discovering that we are the author of everything that comes after. I spent the past couple of days with my family. Although I talk to my mother on the phone several times each week, I only see my parents a few times a year because they live more than three hours away. My mother is a remarkably strong and resilient woman. She was 17 when I was born and she went on to graduate from Emory as a registered nurs

There are moments in life when we begin to feel a gentle tug. Not a loud voice. Not some dramatic sign from the universe. Just a quiet whisper that says... There might be more than this. Most of us know exactly what happens next. Fear arrives. It reminds us of everything we could lose. The paycheck. The relationship. The routine. The identity we've carefully built. The certainty of knowing what tomorrow looks like. And because fear is persuasive, we often convince ourselves t

There’s a feeling I’ve had since returning home… and it’s a little hard to describe. It’s light… but grounded. Peaceful… but full of energy at the same time. I don’t feel rushed. I don’t feel like I’m searching. I just feel… open. And that feels different. 💛 A Quiet Shift At first, I thought maybe it was just that post-trip happiness we all feel after doing something new and beautiful. But this feels deeper than that. It feels like something inside me gently whispered: “I’m

I went to my endocrinologist today, and for reasons I don’t fully understand, every visit with her seems to open a tender place inside me. Maybe it’s because she’s one of the few people who has witnessed the full arc of my medical journey. Maybe it’s because sitting in that exam room reminds me of the truth I rarely give myself permission to say: I have endured a tremendous amount of trauma. On the drive home, I listened to Chapter 8 of Dr. B’s new book, Plant Powered Plus, w