I should have written this yesterday. Or a few days ago. But here I am, writing this post now. I don’t want to beat myself up over this tardiness. I have excuses. But that’s not the point. I am here now. That matters. In fact, that’s the only thing that should matter. I am here … More Notice
Some spills are like rain
on a scorching summer day—
a welcome relief. … More Some Spills Are Beautiful
Sometimes,
I feel
we are not loving life
as it deserves
to be loved. … More When Life Happens
The greatest blessing
in anyone’s life
is being able
to be vulnerable
without
the fear of judgment
or the need
to explain. … More When Sorrow Arrives
Today is Achan’s (my dad’s) 15th death anniversary.
Sometimes it feels like it’s been forever since he’s gone. Sometimes it feels like he passed away just yesterday.
… More Remembering My Dad
When you feel an unreasonable glow from within,
know that
it is the touch of hope,
hope, reaching for you,
nudging you,
gently. … More Touch of Hope
I was never fragile.
It took me ages to realize that truth.
You may have mistaken my kindness and compassion for my weakness.
But they were my strength. My armor. My shield. … More Fragile
A never-ending island
drifting away
into the abyss,
carrying just me—
filled with
pain,
anguish,
and defeat.
That’s grief. … More Grief and Healing
