Making Room for New

I’ve learned that life doesn’t give you new chapters without asking you to clear out the old ones first. Growth always comes with a quiet demand: make room. For a long time, I tried to hold everything at once the past that shaped me, the people who left, the dreams that no longer fit, and the… Continue reading Making Room for New

A Phone Call Away

She had a phone. I remember that much. But I lost her when I was still a child, too young to understand how the world could feel so empty, so silent. That phone was there, always just out of reach. A lifeline I never got to grab. I never called her.She never called me. I… Continue reading A Phone Call Away

Discipline and Missed Chances

I used to think luck was everything. That some people were just born with doors opening for them. But now I see it’s mostly about discipline. The kind that doesn’t show up in highlight reels or Instagram posts. It’s waking up and doing the work even when you don’t feel like it. It’s pushing past… Continue reading Discipline and Missed Chances

I’m Finding My Way

I don’t know if I’m doing this right. Some days it feels like I’m just stumbling through life, bumping into walls, tripping over the same pain I thought I already healed from. I wasn’t handed a map, didn’t grow up with someone showing me where to go or how to be. I’ve had to figure… Continue reading I’m Finding My Way

Through the Creators Eyes

I used to think the world defined me. That every loss, every rejection, every absence wrote my story before I had the chance to pick up a pen. But through the Creator’s eyes, I am not my wounds. I am not the empty chair where my mother should have been. I am not the silence… Continue reading Through the Creators Eyes

I crawled out of a dark space that could have easily taken me alive

No one tells you what it feels like to grow up without a guide. To have to piece together womanhood from scraps. Songs on the radio, glimpses of other mother and daughter relationships, strangers offering kindness you pretend not to need. After my mom died, there wasn’t a hand to hold through the darkness. No… Continue reading I crawled out of a dark space that could have easily taken me alive

Don’t let the world turn you cold

I’ve been thinking a lot about the way life tries to harden us. Loss, rejection, betrayal. They chip away at our softness until one day we wake up realizing we’ve built walls where there used to be windows. I know this because I’ve had every reason to let the world turn me cold. Losing my… Continue reading Don’t let the world turn you cold

Be the change

I have to be the change I want to see.I’m realizing that now and if I’m honest, I’m a little bitter about it.Not at the world. Not at the people who didn’t show up. But at myself. Because I always had goals. I always had the vision.I just didn’t trust myself to chase it fully.I… Continue reading Be the change

Dreaming of Mother-Daughter Trips

I often find myself dreaming of mother-daughter trips. Those special moments filled with laughter, adventure, and the simple joy of being together. Trips where stories are shared, hands are held, and memories are made. But for me, those trips never happened. My mom was cremated, and her ashes were scattered into the ocean when I… Continue reading Dreaming of Mother-Daughter Trips

Finding my way; After all this time

It’s taken me a long time. Longer than I expected. Longer than I wanted to admit.There were moments I thought I’d never make it. Not because I wasn’t capable, but because I didn’t know how.No map. No guide. No one ahead of me showing me which way to turn when everything felt unfamiliar.But still… I… Continue reading Finding my way; After all this time