Tag: Love
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Somewhere Between Here and Home
It’s been just over a month since we moved to Kenya and the initial excitement has settled into something more real. The kind of real where the thrill of adventure sits right alongside the ache of homesickness, sometimes in the same day, sometimes in the same hour. What’s surprised me most is that I don’t…
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Finding Normal in the Not-So-Normal
It’s been a little over a week since my last post, and honestly, I don’t even know where to start. Some days it feels like we’ve been here forever; other days, like we only just landed and are still fumbling around trying to find our feet (and the nearest decent loaf of bread). I’ve been…
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The Faces Of Friendship
Some people aren’t meant to walk the whole road with you.And that’s not always a tragedy. We grow up thinking friendship is a forever thing, that the ones who made us laugh until our cheeks hurt at fifteen will still be sitting beside us in rocking chairs at eighty. And sometimes that’s true. But sometimes,…
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An Open Letter to my Bedroom Floor
Dear Bedroom Floor, I owe you an apology. Possibly several. You’ve been my landing pad and my dumping ground, my silent witness and occasional toe-stubber. You’ve carried the weight of laundry piles (both clean and suspiciously not), the sprawl of half-packed bags, shoes I swore I’d put away, and me.. sitting cross-legged with wet cheeks,…
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Birthday Eve reflections
Tomorrow I turn 33. And as always, the birthday blues have made their quiet entrance… Birthdays have never been just a day for me. There’s something about this moment.. standing at the edge of a new age that makes me spiral. What have I overcome this year? Who am I now? Why do I still forget to…
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Healing Out Loud (Even When No One’s Watching)
People notice when you start changing your life. At first, they comment on the visible stuff.. the way your arms are more defined, how your skin’s glowing, how you suddenly seem lighter. And it’s lovely. Really lovely. (Even if you don’t quite know how to accept it without feeling blush.) But then, once in a while,…
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You Are Not Who They Say You Are
It’s a rare child-free night… quiet, still, the kind of silence that feels like a deep breath. Tomorrow, I’m photographing a big, beautiful wedding, but tonight, I’ve got time to just be. No one asking for snacks, no laundry calling my name, no Roblox background noise. Just me and the sudden realisation that when we finally…
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I met my younger self for a coffee today…
She rushed in. Flustered, cheeks pink from the cold, or maybe from the panic of being late. I don’t even need to ask; she’s already launching into an excuse, layering it with just enough detail to sound convincing. Traffic. A last-minute errand. Something out of her control. But I know the truth. “It’s okay,” I…
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Finding Our New Life: A Journey to Kenya – Part 1
I’ve been lousy at keeping up with writing about Dan’s new adventure. Not because I don’t care, not because it hasn’t been on my mind every single day, but because I’ve come to a place where writing happens when I want it to, not when I have to. And honestly, I like it better this way. So, here we…
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A birthday letter to Erin
Happy 9th birthday, my miracle girl. My firstborn, my heart in human form. From the moment I first held you in my arms, I knew you were special. You were the start of everything. The beginning of this incredible journey of motherhood. You are my apple, not far from my tree, and yet, entirely your…
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