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It was already dark when I stepped outside. I didn’t really mean  to take a break—I just wandered, looking for air that didn’t come with...

The coop door stuck this morning. One of the hens gave me side-eye like I was late for our standing appointment (she wasn’t wrong). I...

It started with a leaf. One single, perfect leaf fluttered down past the window while I stood at the sink, elbow-deep in warm soapy water...

I didn’t wake up a different person. No lightning bolt, no dramatic change. Just the same slippers, the same chai in the microwave, the...

The morning started with one kid asking for Pringles for breakfast and the other saying he was too tired to go to school. The dog was...

The kitchen light flickered this morning. Not a poetic flicker, like candlelight. Just that annoying blink that reminds me I’ve been...

There’s a mountain of laundry on the dining room table. Still warm from the dryer, still waiting to be folded. I walked past it—more than...

I’ve hit a lot of the goals I set—career, finances, stability. I’ve checked some big boxes and built a life I’m proud of. And still…...

The morning didn’t start with a meltdown or a crisis. It was just...full. Loud. Immediate. I was at the sink, sleeves pushed up, hands in...

Let me tell you what I did yesterday: I picked up socks from under the couch, made dinner out of the weirdest pantry combination (because...

I had a day last week that I still don’t know what to call. I didn’t cry, didn’t break anything, didn’t spiral. But I also didn’t get...

It was barely 7:00 a.m., and I was already walking in circles. I stood in the kitchen, staring at the same three things on the counter...

I’d love to tell you that I sat down and prayed. That I lit a candle, opened my Bible, and invited peace in like a gentle guest. But...

You don’t have to see the sparrow to remember its lesson: small, steady, unhurried.

If today is heavy and your first instinct is to muscle through, try this instead: Name one need. Ask one person.

Turned the key, flipped on the lamps, and set out name tags with a Sharpie that was determined to die on me.

The goats knocked over their water and then stood at the gate begging for my breakfast like they hadn’t just eaten theirs.

I’ll never forget the week I realized I was running on empty. I’d said “yes” to extra meetings, replied to every late-night text, carved...

Let’s be honest: scrolling through everyone else’s highlight reel makes your own life look like a B-movie by comparison. I should know—I...

I’ve known the weight of silence. Not the quiet hush of a peaceful morning, but the heavy stillness that settles in your chest when...