Jesus, please fix me, life lived well, self care & self love

ongoing grief.

what might have been, isn't possible. what could have been, won't be. what should have been, can't be. what I wanted is no longer possible. the way it was will never be again. That might sound fatalistic and pessimistic to you. Maybe it is, but I'm okay with it. I am normally annoyingly optimistic, but… Continue reading ongoing grief.

Jesus, please fix me, life lived well, self care & self love


When I moved into my apartment a little over a year ago, I had a housewarming party. One of the gifts I received: a set of four wine glasses with words etched on the side. One says "learn," another "embrace," another "explore," and the last says "live." Most people have probably heard of the seven… Continue reading stages.

life lived well, stories

there are no words.

I wish I had words to describe the music, the lights, the excitement, the adrenalin. I don't think there are words to describe seeing my favorite band play a live show in a fantastic venue. Seeing a live show reminds me that I’m alive and that I love the feeling when I can feel the… Continue reading there are no words.

life lived well, self care & self love

embrace learn explore live.

I'd like to think I'm past the "embrace" stage. And maybe I'm on to the "learn" stage. The funny thing about grief, no matter what kind of grief, is that there's always something new to embrace, new to learn, new to explore, and new to live. It's also kind of funny how my wine glasses… Continue reading embrace learn explore live.