04/16/2026
🌹 I remember when that sentence came to me.
I was grieving my mother.
My family had become something I no longer recognized.
And somehow, I was still working. Still showing up. Still functioning.
From the outside, it looked like I was holding everything together.
But inside, something felt… distant.
Not gone. Just harder to reach.
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I didn’t fall apart.
That’s not my story.
I kept going.
But the urgency around money softened. The drive to push… shifted.
And one day, without trying to figure anything out, a sentence came to me:
Remind me what I love.
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Not a plan.Not a solution.
Just something simple. Something real.
A way back into myself.
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Tonight, it looked like this.
A walk. A quiet sky. Light reflecting even as the day was ending.
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Remind me what I love.
~ Sue 🌹
If you’re feeling this in your own life, you don’t have to hold it alone. I have a few private openings if you’d like support.