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Taking Out the Trash
We threw out what we didnāt need when we moved. Not just things. People too. It wasnāt dramatic or loud. Just a quiet decision to stop carrying what was making our life heavier, and start building something more peaceful for our family.
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Start Where You Are and Grow Something Anyway
I thought I needed land to start a garden. A yard. The right setup. But all we had was a small porch, a few salvaged pots, and kids willing to get their hands dirty. So we started anyway. This is what it looks like to grow something real in a space that wasnāt built for…
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šæ We Tried to Fix a Rut With a Grill
We had been in a rut. Not eating together. Not spending time together. So we tried to fix it with a simple plan to grill dinner. It didnāt go the way we expected. But somehow, it still gave us what we needed.
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Why I Still Call Him Father
My abuser went to church. For years I wrestled with what that meant about God. This is the story of why I still call Him Father, and how protecting my children became the clearest expression of my faith.
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The Life Iām Writing Into Existence
I donāt have the money to build the life I want yet⦠so Iām writing it first. This is the story of how Iām creating a safer, slower, more intentional life for my familyāstarting with imagination and turning it into something real.
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Grief That Grows
Healing did not mean letting my mother go. It meant learning how to keep loving her in a way that did not cost me my own lifeāand allowing grief to change shape into something quieter, steadier, and still full of love.
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Grief That Grows
After eight years of anticipatory grief and the loss of my mother to early onset Alzheimerās, I learned that grief doesnāt just take who you loveāit takes the shape of the world you built around them.
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Kids Do Well When They Can: Understanding Overwhelm Instead of Calling It Defiance
My daughter had reached her limit long before I realized it. In the truck after a long day, her tone sharpened, her words came out rude, and I felt that familiar mix of frustration and helplessness. In the moment, it looked like bad behavior. What I could not see yet was that she wasnāt being…
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Parenting Through Presence, Not Perfection: What My Kids Taught Me About Co-Regulation
There were mornings I could feel myself going offline. Not dramatic. Just done. My patience thin, my nerves shot, my thoughts moving faster than I could hold them. Sometimes I would sit on the bathroom floor just to breathe and let the moment pass. And quietly, my kids would follow. They wouldnāt ask for anything.…
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She Didnāt Sleep Through the Night for the First Three Years
My daughter didnāt sleep through the night for the first three years of her life. Not once. She needed presence, pressure, and movement to settle. There was no diagnosis yet, no language for what we were navigating, only the quiet knowing that her body did not rest the way other babiesā bodies seemed to. I…
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How Almost Dying Taught Me Lifeās Too Short to Be Unhappy
After surviving respiratory failure, I woke up to more than a second chance at lifeāI woke up to clarity. I stopped waiting for perfect moments, learned to protect my peace, and began truly living again. This is the story of how almost dying taught me what it means to be alive.
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Lessons from Wonderland: What Alice Still Teaches Me About Life, Parenting, and Growing Up
During a fall evening photo shoot turned Wonderland adventure, I realized how much Alice still has to teach us. Through curiosity, slowing down, difference, imagination, and growth, I found reflections of motherhood, healing, and becoming ā lessons tucked inside the golden light of an ordinary day.
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šæ The Lives That Built Me ā Grace in the Grit
I rebuilt from rock bottom, not because life got easier, but because I learned to make peace with the life I can live. Thatās grace in the grit: surviving, rebuilding, and loving every version of me that made it here.