I’m starting to wonder if some people are actually… there. Not physically—they’re standing right in front of you—but emotionally, mentally, spiritually. Last week, I asked someone close to me for a simple favor that takes 30 seconds. The response? Nothing. Just radio silence…
I find myself thinking about what comes next more than I used to. Not from fear, but from genuine curiosity about the greatest mystery we all face. What happens when this life ends and whatever follows begins?
What do you hope heaven—or whatever comes after—is actually like?
This is one of those posts I never thought I’d write. The kind that makes you wonder if you’re about to sound completely unhinged to people who don’t know you. But at nearly 60, I’m too old to care about appearing “normal” anymore. I’m talking about those unexplained moments we…
Do you ever feel like you’re settling for “good enough” when something inside still hungers for more? At nearly 57, I’m finally admitting I’m trying to turn my life around – not because life is terrible, but because there’s this persistent voice asking, “Is this all there is?” Maybe you hear that voice…
Do you ever feel like you love your family but operate on a completely different frequency? A photo from McDonald’s—my sister and 85-year-old father sharing junk food—stayed with me in an unexpected way. I could see the effects of time and caring for everything alone since Mum..