“There is so much more to you than living to fix what’s wrong with you!” I read that yesterday on a friend‘s Instagram. I added the exclamation point because I felt that! Gratitude is so healing. It switches the focus of what we assume to be wrong with usto thankfulness, appreciation and grace. The Weight of Burnout: As a single mom, life can often feel like a series of endless tasks—managing the household, working, homeschooling, and trying to be present for my daughters, C

I wrote this two days after I lost my baby. I woke up in my bedroom alone. I sat up, I was empty, lost, I felt immensely sad. I crawled...

As a single mom, life can often feel like a never-ending juggling act. Between work, household chores, and making sure my daughters, Chloe (17) and Alexandria (11), have everything they need, it’s easy to forget about taking care of myself. But over the years, my girls have taught me some profound lessons about self-care. Their wisdom, sometimes spoken directly and other times shown through their actions, has been very helpful in my journey to find balance and nurture myself.

I thought losing my daughter would be the thing that finally destroyed me. Instead, somewhere between the hospital room, the funeral, my anger with God, and the silence of grief, I discovered a truth I had missed my entire life: I had never been carrying myself. God had been carrying me all along. My daughter’s name was Zoe. It means life. This is the story of how I lost my Zoe—and somehow, in the losing, found life.