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  • Easy Faith

    Throwback to 2019: A Journey of Faith This is a repost from November 2019, a time when I was deep in journaling and traveling through my relationship with Christ and rebuilding. It all started here… in prayer. SK Continue reading

    Easy Faith
  • Our Life Together

    Time passes, but some words never lose their meaning. ‘Together We Go’ is a piece I wrote years ago, yet it still holds so much truth. Because life isn’t about going it alone—it’s about who walks beside us.” 📖 Revisit… Continue reading

    Our Life Together
  • The Worrier and Faithful

    I wrote this poem in September 2019, and it still hits deep. Poetry has a way of moving through time, capturing the raw beauty of being human—the contrast of love and fear, hope and doubt, courage and fear. I am… Continue reading

    The Worrier and Faithful
  • Rebuilding Me: A Story of Healing and Hope

    **WARNING* Sensitive Topics** Originally written in 2019, this post reflects one of the darkest yet most transformative times in my life. I have since found healing—mentally, physically, and spiritually—through therapy, faith, and lifestyle changes. While this post captures raw struggles,… Continue reading

    Rebuilding Me: A Story of Healing and Hope
  • Table For One | Diner Reflections

    This post reflects on a moment of solitude at a small diner that shifted my perspective on slowing down and being all in. I realize that taking time to care for myself isn’t selfish but necessary! Be present and appreciate… Continue reading

    Table For One | Diner Reflections
  • A Simple Choice

    Some words stay with us, their weight lingering long after they’re written. I first penned this poem in 2019, but today, it’s been given new life—a refreshed version with sharper edges and deeper impact. The message remains the same: every… Continue reading

    A Simple Choice
  • Surrender

    I’m reblogging a post from 2018—one of the very first things I ever wrote here. I’m so excited to share something so deeply meaningful. I was unrecognizable then—lost in loneliness and uncertainty. Those silent, isolating days shaped me, forcing me… Continue reading

    Surrender