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Continue reading →: There Are Tables I Will No Longer Sit AtThere comes a point when keeping the peace starts costing you your own. Boundaries aren’t about controlling other people—they’re about deciding what you will no longer allow. Some tables aren’t meant for you anymore, and sometimes walking away is the most peaceful choice you can make.
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Continue reading →: Remembering Charlie Kirk: Faith, Courage, and the ConversationOne year later, I remember Charlie Kirk not for politics, but for the faith, courage, and willingness to have difficult conversations that meant so much to me. Today, I choose to remember the husband, father, Christian, and man of faith—and to pray for all those whose hearts are heavy.
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Continue reading →: What Would You Do?Your best friend deserves the truth, but is telling her immediately always the right thing to do? Today, we’re putting honesty, timing, and a difficult moral dilemma on the table. What would you do?
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Continue reading →: The Things We Say on Our WalksA morning walk with Chris can turn into just about anything—from birdwatching and ridiculous movie quotes to my latest attempt at a New York accent. And sometimes, my brain gives us a phrase like “Pregnancy Trump” that neither of us will ever forget.
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Continue reading →: Labor Day: A Holiday About Work… Unless You’re WorkingLabor Day is about more than a three-day weekend. From its history to the people still working today, I’m taking a little time to appreciate the workers who keep things running—with a latte, some pumpkin baking, and a little holiday humor along the way.
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Continue reading →: I’m Not Mentally Ill. I’m Mentally Gifted.What if the things that make our minds different aren’t reasons to fear us? A funny, honest look inside my life with schizophrenia, social anxiety, and autism—and why I’ve decided I’m not just mentally ill. I’m mentally gifted.
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Continue reading →: Welcome to Delete LandDisagreeing is fine. Being a jerk about it isn’t. A little lesson in humor, scrolling, keyboard warriors, and the mysterious place known as Delete Land—where the Karens of the Internet go when the post suddenly disappears.
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Continue reading →: Nana, No MoreMy almost-three-year-old granddaughter knows exactly what she wants, exactly who to ask for it, and apparently exactly who Nana belongs to. Between daily negotiations, Barbie house requests, and yelling “A PEOPLE!” at strangers, life with Lani is never boring.
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Continue reading →: All of HerFor years, I thought growing meant leaving old versions of myself behind. Turns out, becoming who I am wasn’t about choosing one version—it was finally giving them all room to exist.
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Continue reading →: The Door My Father Held OpenEighteen years ago, my father held a door open for me. I didn’t know then how long my journey would be, but the lessons I learned on the other side stayed with me. This National Recovery Month, I’m reflecting on four years of sobriety, faith, gratitude, and what it means…
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