Healed and a Little Broken
Every time my knee hurts, I think the same thing: You should’ve kept up with physical therapy. Healing doesn’t always end when the surgery is over. Maybe that’s true for our hearts too.
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The Art of Being Wrong
Being wrong does not erase everything good in us. But protecting the person everyone believes us to be can keep us from honestly confronting the person we have sometimes been.
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Friendship
Friendship isn’t measured by how often we talk or how perfect we are. It’s built over years of showing up, telling the truth, carrying one another through hard seasons, and choosing each other again and again.
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Transformation
Transformation rarely happens all at once. It happens quietly—in ordinary days, difficult conversations, unexpected losses, and countless small choices to keep becoming the person we were always meant to be.
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Love is Never Wasted
We often measure love by how it ends. But maybe love isn’t wasted simply because it wasn’t forever. Maybe every act of genuine love changes us, shapes us, and leaves something beautiful behind—even when the story doesn’t end the way we hoped.
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Empathy and Justice
Following a heartbreaking murder trial forced me to wrestle with two things that don’t always fit neatly together: empathy and justice. What do we do when both seem equally important?
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The Body Keeps the Score
Sometimes my body recognizes what my mind hasn’t admitted yet. This is an essay about sadness, memory, and the quiet ways our bodies tell the truth before we’re ready to hear it.
