I've needed time away. I have been all over the place and not felt like I could share my authentic self. My writing took a pause. I am not sure where I am currently landing, but today, I felt like writing once more.

If I stopped feeling it deeply, is that numbness or is that healing?

Hating him would make this easier for me. But I don't.

Emma. My soul dog. I miss you. My heart is broken. I look for you everywhere.

When the rubber hits the road, when things get tough, when the unexpected happens, how much are you really healed?

Its time to say goodbye to 2024; a year that just sucked...