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Some of our most memorable moments are captured when we get the privilege of experiencing unfiltered beauty. We stand mesmerized at the stunning rawness. We breathe it in with wonder and question if it’s been sculpted and eroded by the elements or if this is the unedited version. The terrain exists on display in its…
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There is a quiet lie we sometimes believe: that joy and suffering cannot exist in the same space. That if life is heavy, joy must be absent. That if grief is present, gratitude must be forced or fake. But I am learning—slowly and tenderly—that this is not how God works. Joy does not wait until…
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There is a place we often live that no one prepares us for. It is not the deep valley of despair, and it is not the high ground of joy. It is the space in between—where heartache still aches, and hope still breathes. It is the place where faith is not loud or triumphant, but…
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Loving a dismissive-avoidant is like trying to hold water in your hands. No matter how gently you cup it, no matter how carefully you try to contain it, it slips through your fingers. The harder you try to hold on, the faster it runs away. You can see it, you can feel it, you can…
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For years, we sensed something was off. She was bright and creative, but also increasingly distant—eccentric in ways that were hard to explain. We tried to name it with softer words: quirky, sensitive, intense. We hoped time, rest, or love would smooth the edges. Instead, the edges sharpened. What followed were repeated episodes of psychosis—confusing,…
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This year did not unfold the way I would have chosen. It was a year marked by heartache and loss, by challenges that felt unrelenting, by fear that crept in quietly and grief that arrived without asking permission. There were moments when the weight of it all felt heavier than I knew how to carry.…
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There are experiences in life that carve themselves quietly into the soul. Loving someone who keeps their heart far away is one of them. It is not the kind of pain that startles you; it is the kind that settles in slowly, like a fog that refuses to lift. And over time, it shapes the…
“Owning our story can be hard but not nearly as difficult as spending our lives running from it. Embracing our vulnerabilities is risky but not nearly as dangerous as giving up on love and belonging and joy—the experiences that make us the most vulnerable. Only when we are brave enough to explore the darkness will we discover the infinite power of our light.” – Brené Brown
Braving Authenticity
Embracing the Journey
Braving Authenticity 