Triggers are a tricky thing, my friend, and we seem to collect quite a bit of them over the course of living life. By the time we get through childhood, which I believe lasts well into most people’s twenties, we’ve suffered wounding. Wounds, that…
…patterns, routines and schedules can be detrimental. Sometimes we start to live as if we’re sleepwalking brainless zombies, merely going through the motions, but not really taking part in our lives. Then there are the patterns, friend, that reveal to us our wounds in need of healing.
Everyone has their own story. The true human experience is full of sorrow, joy, and the boring bits in between. Omit one and you cheat yourself from being made.
I am an educator, mom, daughter, aunt, friend, soul searcher, and life long learner. I am glad you found your way here.
Stay awhile. I’ll speak with you as an old friend, tell you my secrets, lessons, fears, insecurities and give you a space space to feel you belong. That you, friend, are never alone.
Always, Your Trusted Friend ❤