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I don’t know about you, but Sundays always make me feel a little sentimental. Maybe it’s the quiet. Or the way the light hits differently through the window. Maybe it’s the fact that Sunday mornings used to mean family breakfasts and now it’s just me and my coffee,...
You know what nobody really tells you about starting over? It’s not about the grand gestures, the big moves, the new jobs, or the dramatic “new chapter” moments.Most days, it’s about the small, quiet things. The cup of coffee that actually tastes good again. The...
If you’ve ever woken up after a big heartbreak or a major life change, maybe after a separation, a loss, or a dream that just didn’t happen, you know that mornings can feel heavier than nights. Because nights let you cry. But mornings? They ask you to start again. And...
There’s a strange kind of silence that follows separation. It’s not the same silence that comes when everyone leaves the house, it’s the kind that settles deep inside you. The kind that feels both heavy and hollow. Suddenly, there’s no “we,” no “us,” no “our plans.”...
It’s funny how we often lose pieces of ourselves in the process of loving others. Especially as mothers, solo or happily married, we pour so much of our time, energy, and heart into our families that somewhere along the way, we forget who we were before we became...
I used to think that walking away was the hardest part of a toxic relationship. Turns out, it wasn’t.It was waking up the next day alone, empty, and asking myself who I was without the person who made me feel like I was never enough. You see, toxic love has a way of...