Or are you too afraid to own it?

Carried by the current and currency of Love.

I spent a lot of this grieving stage mourning the loss of my twenties, what I'd assumed were my "best" years -- the years of my youthfulness… I realized I was crying over nothin' girl! Somehow the fact that I'm still fine was momentarily lost in the shuffle, but suddenly it hit me the other day that I get to be That Girl 2.0 and the best is yet to come!

I’ve been allowing myself to venture off into literary land. Libraries and bookstores have felt oddly soothing to me lately. But I remind myself not to take my usual route off the escapist exit, and continue to endure my life until something that looks remotely like what I believed I signed up for begins to take shape...

I was gonna clickbait y’all with the title Dating While Married… but that still didn’t quite hit on the complex simplicity of this topic…

For us girls who took sweatpants, hair tied chillin’ with no makeup on… to the extreme lol

When crazy faith starts to feel a lot more crazy than faith

Now we sip lattes, and unpack our birthday trauma... together.

Praying and doing all the things, but still hurting?

That awkward moment when you see yourself in your child and have to call your parents to apologize...

This is gonna be so amazing when it's all said and done... I feel like I should just embrace the blessing of being able to be a little bit carefree today...

Again, I’m not sure if I’m winning or losing… or if losing is actually winning in this case? I’m getting excited and discouraged in the same sentence.

The attack is daily, the attack is even "friendly"... People who care about you and want "the best" for you but...

I need to get creative about dating myself… I had to take the kids with me last night to Book Club which turned out to be pretty okay for them to tag along with me. I’m not sure how soon I’ll get to have a solo outing, being as though I know no one here…

I’m going with the flow so much that it’s starting to freak me out and makes me question if I should’ve ever stayed here in the first place.

Listen, I should’ve written this days ago… now things are not as fresh on me so it’s gonna take time to unpack all that has happened in the past week. But at least I feel it’s worth it to start somewhere…