10/22/2025
Without the messy moments & dark days, I would not be the woman I am today. And as I grow, I'm realizing how pivotal those dark days are. It's where I learned to trust myself. Allowed myself to lean into inner wisdom I didn't realize I had.
In between the tears and the anger, something shifted. The release came quietly, like an exhale I didn’t realize I’d been holding. And in that soft, tender space, love slipped in. Not the kind that fixes or forces, but the kind that simply holds you right where you are and says, "You’re okay. keep going, Baby Girl!"
Grief is never a detour. It's an initiation. The place where we began to rebuild trust, to believe in our own resilience, to see ourselves more clearly.
This week, I had to remind myself of that truth. That even in the darkness, there’s light waiting to return. And maybe it's actually the walks through the darkness, that makes seeing the light more real.
