Letting Go...To Grasp What Really Matters
When my daughter Avery was eight years old, we moved to a new state. Her swim team practiced at a local aquatic center, and every week she asked me to stay and watch. Her reasoning? “I need to see you when I come up for air.” During those practices, I noticed an older gentleman pushing an empty wheelchair through the…
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It was my 22-year-old daughter’s first Vrbo reservation. With no hotels near the half Ironman site, renting a small house was the norm. She’d booked it months earlier. But as our eight-hour drive was drawing to a close and the access code still hadn’t arrived, it became clear we’d been scammed. Natalie called customer service. Thankfully, a real human answered….
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Tomorrow begins the final 21 days of the year. A small window of time… and yet, I’ve recently witnessed how little it takes for something meaningful to shift inside a human heart. Last month, at my first Only Love Today retreat, 28 women showed me what becomes possible when we gently turn toward ourselves. I’ve been wanting to tell you…
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Last week I shared a story in Rachel’s Treehouse that garnered a beautiful response. Readers indicated it met them “right where they are” and made them feel less alone. This is why I started a blog back in 2010… and is why I continue writing today. If your heart needs a lift, please read on… Early in my life, I…
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“In this terrifying world, you continuously have the power to offer someone else a little relief. Why would you withhold that? Do you remember what a little relief feels like? It feels like a lot.” -Unknown I stumbled across this quote one year ago, and it quickly became a guiding force in my life. It reminded me that I am…
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“What’s the kindest thing anyone has ever done for you?” That question came up on a conversation card at a large family gathering not long ago. My answer came instantly—so clear, so certain—yet I couldn’t bring myself to share it. In that moment, the story felt too heavy, too vulnerable. So I held it close, carrying it with me for…
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