I used to roll my eyes when people said motherhood would make me whole, as if I had been moving through life incomplete, some quiet part of me missing. When I met you, I was already full in so many ways. I had accomplished things I was proud of, and I still carried dreams I hadn’t yet reached. What I didn’t expect was how gently, how easily, I would loosen my hold on the life I knew. Pieces of who I was before began to soften and shift, not out of loss, but out of love. It felt as natural as...

I used to beg the road to straighten, to give me signs as I took each step. But now — I walk with open hands. There’s a hush in this...

My last post was in August? Wow, time just passes like sand through my fingertips. I don't even know if this should be a review of 2024,...