04/10/2026
In work life balance, there’s also REAL LIFE happening!
For Mother’s Day, I will begin to honor my grief with a voice, a space, and a moment I know is fully orchestrated by God.
The world never paused and grief has never asked me for permission. It changed me. QUIETLY. Completely. The world kept moving as it should. It doesn’t stop for my tears. Not for my questions. Not for a single moment of my breaking. The breathlessness is fixated as suffocation.
Surviving the worst pain of my life made everything else lose its power over me. Betrayal. Disappointment. Rejection. None of it lands the same anymore. When you have stood in the fire of the greatest loss imaginable, everything else is just smoke. Believe that. It BLOWS with wind.
I also didn’t expect to look across the room at my husband, both of us shattered in the exact same place, and still find a love that held. That kind of devotion gets built in the fire well before it begins to burn. It’s UNBREAKABLE.
There is no respect in sympathy. Sympathy keeps you seated. Respect is built in the living. By the time you step into your purpose, the people standing beside you are there because of the test in the testimony. Sympathy is for the moment. Respect is for the journey.
And every single day God places something so intentional, so precise, so tender in my path that it feels like an apology wrapped in GRACE. I receive every one.
Have you ever had to trust God with no proof? That is where I live. And somehow that is where I found the most beautiful version of myself.
April 25, 2026
The world never paused. But God’s Grace.
Honored to receive the invitation. Honored to be the voice.
For my Angel Girl.
