Laying, stretching out my neck and letting my arm rest (because it doesn’t want to function anyway) and having a brain war about whether I should cry in frustration vs. reminding myself that it’s part of the healing process. I haven’t cried yet. Doesn’t mean I won’t. And if I do, it’s not the end of the world. But, I am actively trying to win a game in my head…
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Grit & Grace
I’ve always been enchanted by the idea of “grit and grace.” I love the idea of being a dangerous human while also still having grace and not being hardened to the world or to people. There’s something beautiful about women who are dangerous and can protect themselves and their family…women who are prepared to fight against those who wish to cause harm…women who appear completely average but are anything BUT…