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Breadcrumbs.
My daily walks outside are therapy for me. I hold them sacredly because I use this time as an opportunity to pour back into myself and reflect. While on my walks I mainly listen to music, scripture and podcasts- whatever I feel called to for the day. While I was out on my walk this […]
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Twisted Sheets.
As I was making my bed this morning, I found myself in state of gratitude for my journey through marriage. Pillows on the ground, sheets tangled, comforter and blankets twisted and I couldn’t help but think that our bed symbolized the perfectly imperfect relationship we have today. Our relationship has been riddled with lust, pleasure, […]
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Humble Pie.
To my oldest daughter, Let me start by telling you how grateful I am that you picked me to be your Mom. I honestly had no clue what I was doing in your early years (hell, maybe not even now in your teenage years) but know that I loved you and never wanted to be […]
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Natasha.
Dear Natasha, You were a part of my story that I wanted to erase. You were a young woman that I shamed. I wanted to keep you hidden forever. My kids, family, friends and future colleagues were to never know of your existence. You were a secret, a lie and a very vulnerable part of […]
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I swallowed the darkness.
The path to healing is a beautiful mess in all aspects. There’s days where things come easy and then there are days where you’re literally beating your head against the wall dealing with the same patterns and triggers over and over again. My husband actually started to do the work ahead of me and what […]
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September 26, 1984.
Dear Mom and Dad, Thank you for falling in love and giving me life. Thank you for trusting in me to break the patterns and generational trauma. Thank you for believing in me. Thank you both for playing the roles you did in my life. Thank you for loving me and protecting me as best […]
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Return to me.
Dear me, Thank you for creating all the versions of you that kept me safe for so many years. You have endured, persevered and remained resilient. Over the last year, you have looked at all versions of you, the shadows and the light. You got naked. You shed old beliefs and stories that were no […]
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