This week, two precious friends of mine are moving. One leaves the desert dust for misty PNW fog, and the other leaves our familiar streets for a fresh new adventure six hours away. These strong and brilliant women are both navigating the path of change as the vulnerability of hope dances at their fingertips. I remember last year when it was me packing up and moving across the country, sorting old and new, trying my best to hold it all together and
We're All Lightning, Babe
This is breathtaking. Thank you for your words. ❤️