our raw edges are our beauty. our fragmented hearts are our strength. our being human is our glory.
I am feeling so thread-bare, so ragged, so small these days. Like my little family is on a mountain climb and we’re all carrying backpacks, but mine is so heavy I’ve started falling down […]
this warped and weathered tree twisted by wind grey with time. it speaks more to my soul than many tongues of men.
…The storm is wild enough for sailing The bridge is weak enough to cross This body frail enough for fighting I’m home enough to know I’m lost It’s just enough to be strong In […]
“Why am I so afraid?” I asked my counselor tonight. “Please. Just tell me. Why am I so locked up with fear about my kids? Why do the stakes feel so high for every […]