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Last night, my daughter asked me a question that stopped me in my tracks: “Why do people even have kids? We just cost money and bug you all the time.” On the surface, it sounded like a child’s random observation. But beneath it, I heard something deeper. I heard a child wondering if she was a burden. And if I’m being honest, I felt the sting of realizing that even after all the healing, all the growth, all the inner work I’ve done, there are still places within me and my family that need attention, compassion, and understanding. Sometimes we think personal growth means arriving somewhere. 🏅 A destination. 🏆 A finish line. But growth seems to have a different agenda. Just when we feel settled, life presents another opportunity to look deeper. Another invitation to listen more carefully. Another chance to choose love instead of defensiveness. I’ve spent years learning how to come back to myself after loss, disappointment, conflict, and change. Learning to remember who I am beneath all the roles I’ve played. But parenting has shown me something powerful: Our children aren’t interruptions to our healing journey. They are often part of it. They reveal our blind spots. They mirror our fears. They invite us to practice the very lessons we’re trying to learn. Maybe life isn’t asking us to become perfect parents. Maybe it’s asking us to become present ones. 🦋 To stay curious. 🦋 To stay open. 🦋 To keep growing alongside our children. The truth is, every challenge can be viewed through two lenses: 💕 A burden. 💕 Or a point of growth. Last night reminded me that healing isn’t about reaching a place where life stops presenting challenges. It’s about becoming the kind of person who can meet those challenges with more awareness, more compassion, and more love than before. And perhaps that’s what remembering yourself is really about. Not finding a finished version of yourself. But returning, again and again, to the part of you that chooses love. ❤️

I stumbled across this video this morning, and something about it just felt good. So I wanted to share it. As a structural ironworker in New York City, I spend most of my days dirty, and surrounded by masculine energy. I love what I do, but every now and then I feel the need to reconnect with a softer side of myself. Not because I’m lacking strength, but because it feels grounding. It feels like me. I’ve never believed you have to choose between being strong and being feminine. You can be both. There are moments in life that call for grit, determination, and resilience. And there are moments that call for softness, presence, intuition, and grace. The balance isn’t a weakness. It’s a strength. Maybe this brings you back to yourself the way it did for me. 💕 https://youtu.be/DpGUxdOtjLE?is=EOhTuBUAub1XgnMA

One of the biggest shifts I’ve experienced was realizing that not everything that passes through me belongs to me. A thought isn’t you. An emotion isn’t you. A hard season isn’t you. They’re experiences, not your identity. Sometimes the greatest healing isn’t becoming someone new. It’s remembering who you were before life convinced you to forget. What’s one word that describes the version of you you’re remembering? I’ll be jumping on in the next week or so with another Remember You session, and I’d love for you to join us. 🥰

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