For the Woman in the Middle of Becoming
There are phone calls that change the direction of your day. Not ones with news or urgency. Just a voice saying — I was thinking about you. This is a love letter to the friends who show up, who call, who see us fully. The ones who remind us we are never alone.
There are some little souls who do not need words to change the atmosphere of a room. Pixie does that for me. She can be curled under my desk while I write, stretched beside me while I think, or looking…
There are some women who walk into places most of us hope we never have to enter. They walk into war zones. They walk into emergency rooms. They walk into burning buildings. They walk into accidents, crime scenes, operating rooms,…
There comes a moment in a woman’s life when she realizes healing is not about abandoning the frightened parts of herself. It is about turning around, reaching for them, and saying, “Come with me. I know the way now.”
Sometimes we act as if we are waiting for proof that we are strong. But if we look back at our own lives, the evidence has been there all along.
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