Some days ask us to hold more than one truth at a time — loss and love, sadness and gratitude, memory and movement. I’m learning that our hearts are big enough for all of it.

Every so often, life offers a moment that stops me long enough to take inventory — not of what I’ve accomplished, but of whether I’m still living in alignment with who I am. Gratitude, faith, and love can coexist with complexity, and sometimes the work of a season isn’t becoming someone new, but protecting who you already are.