The Journal
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DON’T OVERLOOK THE SIMPLE THINGS
The first morning of October arrived with colder air pressing against the window and the kind…
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Soft Skies, Strong Heart: Shropshire Hills
The first thing I noticed was the wind. It did not arrive politely. It pushed against…
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Shut down
Burnout.Exhaustion.Stress.They all come and visit like the in-laws who show up unannounced and take over. Anj
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I WOULD NEVER—UNTIL LIFE ASKED ME TO.
The woman in front of me at the supermarket was taking an unreasonable amount of time…
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He met me there.
I feel lost. Lately, my mind has felt like a whirlwind—a mess of thoughts pulling in…
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Désole 2
Knee buckled, In a fetal position she shed one silent tear; Each night she lies awake,…
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Désole 1
Three am and wide awake Thinking of you Again. Your laugh and your jokes I missed.…
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Sometimes, it’s not just a question—
Since moving to England, I’ve grown accustomed to a phrase that seems to be stitched into…
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You don’t need to have all the answers
There are still so many questions I carry with me—questions the world hasn’t answered yet, and…
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God’s silence and God’s absence are not necessarily the same thing.
This morning, I woke before sunrise to attend the second novena to Señor Sto. Niño through…
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And grief, at its core, is love trying to find a way out when it no longer has a place to go.
I was thousands of miles away from the Philippines, desperately trying to reach my family, praying…
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But grief, I’ve learned, is not always an ending.
Hello, dear readers. How are you—really? It’s a question we often ask out of habit, but…
