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I've had an epiphany and it changes how I see.

A fractured love story, the what-ifs that haunt us, and the choices that make us human.

Whatever happens tonight, I'm choosing to keep showing up for the work that matters most.

I wasn’t made for easy. I was made for the climb.

Sometimes the mind doesn’t forget, it simply waits until you’re safe enough to remember.

When someone who once felt like home becomes a stranger, and love, though tarnished, still meant something.

Yes, I do more than cry or write or rage.

What do you do when the life you lived and the truth you discovered refuse to fit together?

October and I have a complicated history, but this year I’m asking it to meet me differently.

A morning text brought news I didn’t want, but I carry the love just the same.

I’ve learned the hard way, both in leadership and in love: behavior tells the real story.

I watched the new Superman movie and something in it stuck with me.

This is not typical Katherine behavior, and that’s exactly the point.

What if curiosity could be the map that leads us back to wonder, to joy, to each other?

There is a strange power in standing on the precipice, holding both ruin and flight at once.

Today I wrote a statement for the recall ballot. It brought up more than I thought it would.

The fog rolls in every so often, memories stirring, familiar shadows appearing. But I keep walking, knowing that I loved deeply.

Some moments hold both memory and possibility, and all we can do is stand inside them with open hearts and take them for what they are.

I’ve been carrying heavy things my whole life. Now I'm realizing how few places exist where I don’t have to.