I want to wear black. Everyday. Because there is no color right now in my life. And I want to cover my head and throw ashes on it. I want everyone who sees me to know that my life is not OK in any way, that it has been forever altered and that a … Continue reading Permission to grieve
There are things in life that will break you. You may not realize this yet. But it will happen. I spent most of my life trying to avoid being broken - never understanding the power it holds to set things right. I thought I was stronger than the storm. I thought that with stubborn willpower, … Continue reading Broken doesn’t mean damaged
