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When we choose courage, even when it’s hard, we make room for magic. And we learn what we are capable

From whales singing under my kayak to the weight of leadership stress, my brain has been riding a true neurochemical roller coaster.

The pull of life is strong. And even without certainty, I’m saying yes.

I walked into a storytelling event expecting entertainment, and instead was swept into an unexpected tide.

The last two weeks have been different. I am different. In the best way.

Some connections defy explanation.

Sometimes the biggest shifts come from the smallest moments — laughter, Yahtzee, and an unexpected lunch that felt like healing.

He liked to say he couldn’t meet my needs—and he was right, but not because I was needy.

This wasn’t just my first true heartbreak—it was nuclear, a blast that collapsed my reality and left me standing in the ashes, reaching for the galaxies.

Pain doesn’t disappear when ignored; it festers, it corrodes, so I’ve learned to walk through it and come out whole.

What feels unbearable at first can become strength, and every painful step can carry us toward breathtaking horizons.

I can finally say that my hardest chapter has been my greatest gift.

To become whole, I let myself feel it all: the fire, the ache, the love, the loss.

Living a lifetime in expectation & legacy I have never been truly free. Until now.

A letter about what I wish we could take back and where I wish we could go from here.

For the first time in a long time, I felt energized by what’s possible instead of weighed down by what was.

Time is both a thief and a healer—stealing what is beautiful too quickly, and lingering too long in what is brutal.

Integrity in one part of life cannot erase hypocrisy in another.

I felt special wearing such beautiful pieces given to me by a man I loved and respected deeply. I don't wear them anymore. Sept. 4, 2025...