Gratitude, Even Here
After sharing one of the hardest moments our family has ever lived through, I needed space.
What I found when I returned wasn’t answers—it was gratitude. Not the shiny kind. The grounding kind. The kind that steadies me when depression whispers, when the future feels uncertain, and when joy and pain refuse to take turns.
This is a reflection on gratitude as practice, as anchor, and as a way to hold more than one truth at a time.
The Passenger Seat
When my son stole my car, drove seventy-five miles, and survived what should have been unthinkable, I learned how thin the line is between chaos and grace—and how sometimes, survival itself is the miracle.
Travelers Rest
Learning how to stay when letting go is the only way forward.
Dueling Emotions and Conflicting Truths
A reflection on what it means to hold opposing emotions without resolving them.
An invitation to live honestly in the space where more than one truth is true.