Two years ago today, I wasn’t out wandering trails or planning summer adventures. I was sitting in a hospital room, watching my mom grow weaker by the day. She couldn’t stand. She could barely sit up. And no one could tell us why. They ran test after test, ruling things out but never giving answers….
Category: Grief + Healing
Loss changes everything—but healing doesn’t always look like moving on. Sometimes it looks like sitting in stillness, walking through the trees, or finding your breath again after it’s been stolen by grief. These posts are where I process the heavy and honor the ones I carry with me.