Category: Raising Humans

Money has never just been about numbers for me. It’s been about worth. Safety. Control. And sometimes—shame. There were seasons where I couldn’t make ends meet, where every text or call from the bank made my chest tighten. Times I avoided opening bills, not because I didn’t care, but because I felt completely overwhelmed. I’ve…

You don’t have to earn love by being useful. You don’t have to perform kindness, shrink your needs, or constantly explain yourself to deserve care. This one hits deep, especially if you grew up feeling like love had conditions. Maybe you had to be the helper, the good girl, the peacemaker. Maybe you were praised…

There’s a quiet kind of wisdom in learning what to cling to and what to release. And that, to me, is what true wealth looks like—not just a number in a bank account, but the inner stability to know what truly matters. Sometimes we’re taught that being wealthy means accumulating, hoarding, never letting go. But…

Starting over isn’t a sign that something went wrong or that we’ve failed. It’s actually a natural part of how life works—for people, for ideas, and for everything that grows and changes around us. Just like species evolve over time, shedding old traits and adopting new ones to survive and thrive, we do the same…

I used to think family and friendship were fixed things. That once someone held a place in your life, they’d always be there — steady, certain, unshakable. But I’ve learned that, like rivers, relationships flow. Some deepen. Some dry up. Some change their course entirely. There was a time I held on too tightly —…

Life isn’t a race, even when it feels like everything around us is moving fast. Nature teaches us something important: nothing worth growing happens overnight. Trees don’t burst into full bloom in a day. Rivers don’t carve valleys in an instant. Instead, everything unfolds slowly, with steady, persistent care. There’s something deeply calming about that….

Every morning brings a quiet invitation: begin again. Not because you failed yesterday or need to become someone else, but because life itself is always shifting. Seasons change. Tides roll in and out. Trees bloom, shed, rest, and bloom again. Nature doesn’t rush or resist—it moves in rhythm, and so can we. We get caught…

Careers don’t always follow a straight, planned path—just like rivers don’t flow in perfect lines. Sometimes, the way forward changes because of obstacles, new opportunities, or simply because life shifts around us. And that’s okay. Like a river, I can learn to be flexible and adaptable. If one route gets blocked, I don’t have to…

No one tells you how parenting will stretch you — not just in your time, your patience, your energy — but in your identity. In the quiet moments, I’ve realized I’m not just raising a child. I’m also raising myself, again. Not to be perfect, but to be more present, more aware, more honest. When…