On my 35th birthday, I found myself in a familiar funk and decided to invite my sadness to sit with me on an imaginary front porch swing.

This summer, I've been teetering on the edge of exhaustion. It's a gentle nudge from our souls, asking for rest and rejuvenation. Summer isn't just a season; it's an invitation to pause, play, and reset…

Over the weekend, I ran my first 5k. It was a powerful experience that ignited my counselor brain with analogies. The race reminded me of the healing journey, where we often don't know how long it will last or what lies ahead. But just like the encouraging words from a fellow runner spurred me on, connection and support are crucial in helping us navigate the ups and downs of healing.

As my oldest turned four, memories rushed in of transitioning her to a toddler bed. Parenthood's blend of joy and grief is a journey we must embrace, one transition at a time. Let's navigate it together, cherishing every emotion along the way.