Detach. I saw this word three times in three different capacities over a period of fifteen minutes. It’s not a word I’ve come across often, especially not within such a short time frame. So, me, being me, I had to take it as a sign from the universe to… well… detach. So I thought about… Continue reading Detach
This is a question that occasionally wanders into the quiet corridors of my thoughts: Am I truly healed, or are my wounds just comfortably dormant? There is a certain kind of peace that comes with being alone. When no one is disappointing you, misunderstanding you, asking anything of you, or touching the places that still… Continue reading The Feeling is Real. The Story May Not Be.
When I revisit old writing, it’s like unearthing a time capsule. It has been a while since I last reflected on my gap-toothed smile and the little girl who thought she needed to fix it. My front gap was once large enough to fit a nickel and a dime pressed together. I know this because… Continue reading The Time Capsule: My Gap-Toothed Smile
I'm realizing how many preconceived ideas I have about relationships as I navigate dating again. For example, in my early dating experiences through my 30s, when I would meet someone where 'sparks' happened, there was always this almost instantaneous relationship that formed. Two people met who 'clicked', kissed, and looked for every opportunity to spend… Continue reading Dating After 40: Learning to Love the Space
Relationships can be minefields. As every one of us is a unique individual, it can be difficult to truly understand the people around us. Their views can be so drastically different from our own as to be incomprehensible. This isn’t necessarily wrong or bad. It’s just that we’re standing and looking a different way, seeing… Continue reading Relationship Minefields
Some lessons return to us again and again. Boundaries. Self worth. How to love without losing ourselves. How to receive. Maybe growth isn’t leaving these lessons behind, but meeting them differently each time.
I’ve believing that somewhere else would finally feel like home as I’ve grappled with the discomfort of life transitions and the unknown. This season of my life is teaching me something different, though. Maybe coming home was never about finding a place. Maybe it has always been about returning to myself.
We often think people-pleasing only happens in toxic relationships. But what happens when we use understanding to silence our honesty in healthy ones?
Modern dating feels impossible because the old rules are obsolete. Discover why both men and women are grieving the changing landscape of love.
What if love isn’t meant to feel like a battlefield? A reflection on how we confuse intensity with connection, and why healthy love often feels like peace, safety, and coming home.
