I didn’t lose myself. I just got used to living in survival. And somewhere between the quiet moments and the things I’ve been creating with my hands… I remembered. I’ve…
Everyday Sacred
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Every day, every breath, every gesture- It’s hard to explain, but everything feels different now.Intimacy is different.Hand-holding is different.Even morning coffee is different. The ordinary things we used to do…
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Two words that seem opposite, but together they tell the story of my life. This is a space for love, survival, and the fragile everyday moments that turn out to…