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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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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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.
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One-Way Liberation
We tend to think every ending has a winner and a loser. But what if that’s not how God works? Maybe every closed door is making room for more than one new beginning.
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The Stories We Tell Ourselves
Our minds hate unanswered questions. So we fill the empty spaces with stories. The problem isn’t that we create narratives. It’s that we usually make ourselves the hero and someone else the villain.
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Maybe They Wanted To
“If they wanted to, they would.” I understand why people say it. But I’ve wanted to do many things that fear, timing, wisdom, or healing kept me from doing. Humans are rarely as simple as one sentence.
