Uncovering the beauty in this messy thing we call life!
They say we never forget to ride a bike. You’d think the same would be true of knowing how to be in this world. But if this past year has taught me anything, it’s that sometimes we can forget how to be ourselves. You can live 40 years thinking that you knew yourself, and then... Continue Reading →
Tiptoe through the hidden door
Fear, pain, sadness - so much, too much
A tower of memories long neglected
Buried beneath stories told, some truth some lies
I’ve found pieces that I seem to have lost along the way, neglecting to ever fit into the puzzle lying on the ground in front of me. And I look to fit them, but they seem too big and there’s no room in my puzzle for them. And then I look closer still and see some pieces that I thought fit together really don’t.
Beauty in the Brokenness 