I'm starting this blog not because I have all the answers, but because writing has become one of the only places I can breathe, process, and feel seen, EVEN if it's just by my own words. You won't find perfect grammar and there be some errors along the way. I am human and you will find that out pretty quickly. This space is part therapy, part release, and part offering. I've been on a healing journey that's messy, nonlinear, emotional, and often exhausting. However, 100% needed. Some days I feel strong and grounded, others I feel I'm hanging on by a thread. But I am still here. Still learning. Still becoming. Who will I become? I am not sure, but I can't wait to meet her.I wanted a place to document the process, not just the progress. A place of honesty about what it looks like to unravel, reflect on the grief [very deep grief], the sadness of a dream shattered, a belief system that I began to question, the deep love for my child, the fear of acknowledging cycles and what it looks like to break them, and the slow, quiet rebuilding that's happening underneath it all. Maybe someone out there needs this too. Maybe you are going through this or already found yourself on the other side. I can't wait to chat, wherever you are in your journey, we all need each other.I am here so you know you are not alone in your thoughts, the mix of emotions, even when figuring out why the feeling is happening to begin with, the internal reflection of the very things in my life that needed to be addressed and changed and growth that happens through life's unexpected dark times. This won't be all sad though! There were so many great things that happened this past year that I'll be sharing too!Here's to healing in pieces, and becoming while in the process,