I spent years angry at my children for not living the life I wrote for them. Turns out, I wasn't disappointed. I was offended. And that offense was destroying us.

You can grieve people you had to leave. You can love people whose choices devastated you. You can be grateful for the family you came from and also grateful that you're not still in it. Those things can coexist. There's no shame in choosing yourself. There's no shame in protecting your peace. Sometimes love looks like distance

Hard doesn't always mean horrible. 2025 had its gut punches, but it also gave me peace I'd never known. I finally addressed my anxiety, protected my peace, and got ready for what's next. Here's why I'm not running from this year, I'm saddling up because of it.