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One More Sunset
A sunset lasts only a few moments, but the memory can stay with us for years. Sometimes we need to slow down, take in the moment, and create a memory picture we can carry with us.
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The Best Part Wasn’t What I Expected
I thought healing would help me find my way back to the person I used to be. Instead, I discovered something unexpected. Somewhere inside the cocoon I had built around myself, I was changing, growing wings, and becoming someone I had never imagined.
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I Keep Thinking There Is Still Time
How often do we tell ourselves there is still time? Days become months, dreams wait for later, and life keeps moving. I’m learning not to wait for the perfect time to enjoy the people, places, and dreams that feed my soul.
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Funny How Life Works
What started as one imperfect video became a month of unexpected discoveries. Sometimes finding your voice begins with one questions, one conversation and one puzzle piece at a time.
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What I Want My Next Chapter to Look Like
While writing my manuscript, I discovered I had been thinking of my life in books instead of chapters. The simple realization changed how I see my past, my future, and every step in between.
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What Blogging Has Given Me
I never expected blogging to become such an important part of my life. What began as a way to tell my stroke story slowly became a journey of healing, growth, and discovering dreams I never knew were waiting for me.
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A New World, One Word At A Time
Writing opened a door I never expected to walk through. This poem reflects on learning, journaling and discovering confidence one word at a time.
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Maybe I Want More Out of Life Than Admitted
Sometimes healing is more than survival. Sometimes it is the quiet realization that you may want more from life again than simply getting through the day.
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When I Don’t Follow Through
There are days when I don’t follow through—not in big ways, but in the quiet promises I make to myself. This reflection explores healing, journaling, recovery, and learning to give myself grace along the way.
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The Way I Talk to Myself Now
The way I talk to myself has been changing,and I’ve started noticing itin the middle of my days. It shows up in quiet ways. Journaling wasn’t always a part of my life. It came into existence during a timewhen I was trying to find my words againone at a time. I remember what that felt…