There’s power in naming what we want out loud.Even when it’s messy.Even when it feels like too much.Especially then. But I won’t pretend it’s easy.I’ve spoken my desire and watched everything fall apart.I’ve asked for more and have been met with endings.I’ve used my voice and then questioned if I should’ve stayed quiet. So for… Continue reading What I’m Learning About Wanting
She thought she was blooming late.She even called herself a late bloomer. But perhaps the most important realization is the one that lives deep in her bones now: She isn’t blooming late.She’s blooming exactly when she’s meant to. And right now, she’s waiting. Sitting in the pause. Holding space. Not rushing to grasp, clarify, define,… Continue reading A Love Letter to the Woman Who Waited
