This reflection isn’t about any one person. It’s about discovering who I am through the way I connect —learning to love myself better in the moments between messages. Every relationship and friendship in my life has helped me grow, and I write these words with gratitude for the hearts who have walked beside me along the way. 🤍 I used to think texting was simply a way to stay connected —tiny blue bubbles carrying quick words from one heart to another. But then I realized… Tho

The preparations for the holiday season have begun. You can almost feel it humming — the city dressed in lights, the air crisp with the promise of Christmas, and the collective excitement rising like a soft glow from every decorated window. Last night the parade wound its way through the streets. Even with the cold settling deep into our coats, the excitement was palpable, the kind that reminds you that wonder is still alive in this world. At home, Aunt J climbed the stairs t

There are moments in life when the world slows down just enough for us to truly see another human being. Not their mask, not their brave face, not their carefully held-together edges but their tender, aching, overwhelmed truth. On Friday, I found myself in one of those moments. A new friend from school reached a breaking point. Life, stress, and emotions she’d been carrying quietly finally spilled over. I could feel her pain not because it triggered my own (the way it once

Just when I think my healing is complete, I watch myself do it again—the over-explaining, the pushing, the reaching out too soon after I’ve already spoken my truth. I tell myself I’m just being honest, that I’m clarifying how I feel. But underneath it all is that old, familiar ache: a desperate cry to be acknowledged, heard, and seen. A silent plea of, "Please, don't abandon me." It’s self-sabotage, disguised as transparency. And it’s taken me years to see that this pattern i