Mira's Story

Chapter Eighteen: What Comes After the Spark

This is Mira’s story — part fiction, part reflection, wholly honest.(Each chapter will end with a note from her writing, signed as your trusted friend.) 🎧 Listen while you read: “Poison & Wine” – The Civil WarsFor the kiss that changes everything, and the pause that proves how much it matters https://open.spotify.com/track/4BFudy2Zbryi9a1KFad66B?si=4d3033fb91ff40d4 Mira's Story: What Comes After… Continue reading Chapter Eighteen: What Comes After the Spark

Mira's Story

Chapter Seventeen: The Echo of Ordinary Things

This is Mira’s story—part fiction, part reflection, wholly honest.(Each chapter will end with a note from her writing, signed as your trusted friend.) 🎧 Listen while you read: “Next to Me” by Sleeping at LastFor the moment you realize love doesn’t have to rescue you—it can simply stay. https://open.spotify.com/track/4FoUX81Qlk0AAM5Vmp06Dz?si=2325a2e7b7c145b5 Mira's Story: The Echo of Ordinary ThingsWhen connection… Continue reading Chapter Seventeen: The Echo of Ordinary Things

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Chapter Twelve: The Good Kind of Distraction

This is Mira’s story — part fiction, part reflection, wholly honest.(Each chapter will end with a note from her writing, signed as your trusted friend.) Mira's Story: The Good Kind of DistractionWhere choice begins to feel like devotion Rowan stood in line at the coffee shop, hands in his pockets, half-listening to the hum of grinders and… Continue reading Chapter Twelve: The Good Kind of Distraction

Mira's Story

Chapter Eleven: The Difference is This

This is Mira’s story — part fiction, part reflection, wholly honest.(Each chapter will end with a note from her writing, signed as your trusted friend.) 🎧 Listen while you read: "The Archer" By Taylor SwiftFor the tender tension of wanting to be seen and fearing you’re too much. https://open.spotify.com/track/3pHkh7d0lzM2AldUtz2x37?si=8f0f63e91c9c4870 Mira’s Story: The Difference is ThisWhere her body remembered… Continue reading Chapter Eleven: The Difference is This

Mira's Story

Chapter Eight: The Invitation to Stay Open

This is Mira’s story—part fiction, part reflection, wholly honest.(Each chapter will end with a note from her writing, signed as your trusted friend.) 🎧 Listen while you read: "Light On" by Maggie RogersFor soft hope, emerging self-trust, and choosing to stay open. https://open.spotify.com/track/6UnCGAEmrbGIOSmGRZQ1M2?si=11e6f92ffaaf4501 Mira’s Story: The Invitation to Stay OpenNo rush. No Noise. Just a quiet… Continue reading Chapter Eight: The Invitation to Stay Open

Mira's Story

Chapter Seven: The Farmers Market

This is Mira’s story—part fiction, part reflection, wholly honest.(Each chapter will end with a note from her writing, signed as your trusted friend.) Mira's Story: The Farmers MarketNo butterflies. Just sun, sweetness, and a quiet beginning folded into a card It had been a week since the dinner, but the afterglow hadn’t quite worn off.… Continue reading Chapter Seven: The Farmers Market

Mira's Story

Chapter Zero: The Kind of Wrong that Almost Worked

This is Mira’s story — part fiction, part reflection, wholly honest.(Each chapter will end with a note from her writing, signed as your trusted friend.) Mira's Story: The Kind of Wrong that Almost WorkedWhen longing wears the mask of love—and you finally walk yourself home. Some stories don't end in heartbreak. They end in a… Continue reading Chapter Zero: The Kind of Wrong that Almost Worked

Life

What I’m Learning About Wanting

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

Confessions of a Late Bloomer

Wanting Without Losing Myself

Confessions of a Late Bloomer Part 16 I used to think desire meant surrender.That if you felt the heat, you had to follow it.That wanting someone meant saying yes with your body,even when your heart hadn't caught up. I’ve learned better. These days, I’m no longer rushing toward the spark without checking where it leads.I’m… Continue reading Wanting Without Losing Myself