When I was younger, I couldn’t picture what life would look like at this age. I think teenage me would be thrilled to know I’m married to the most wonderful husband with three fantastic kids. She’d probably be shocked to learn that I worked in healthcare through a pandemic. She would be heartbroken to know our lives have been profoundly affected by gun violence. And she might even laugh at the idea that sound healing and mindfulness would become part of my daily practices.
As I reflect on where I am now, I know I don’t have it all figured out. I mess up often, and some days feel heavier than others. But through the challenges, I’ve kept searching—for meaning, for healing, for hope, and for a better understanding of this broken, beautiful world.
Life is harder and shorter than I ever imagined.
There’s unthinkable pain and suffering in this world—heartache and trauma I once thought I’d only hear about have become part of my story.
And yet, life is also more precious and beautiful than I ever dreamed.
When I step back and look at my family, I see that even in the chaos, there is immense beauty. My children—who at times make me question my sanity—are the very ones who make me feel most alive. They remind me to notice the extraordinary in the mundane, to find joy even in the hard moments, and to hold onto the truth that laughter really is the best medicine.
I know I still have so much to learn, and one day I may look back on these words and wish I’d understood things differently. But for now, I see a life filled with beauty and challenges, pain and joy, brokenness and redemption.
I’m grateful for the lessons that have unfolded along the way and for the chance to keep growing. Here’s to embracing the journey—one step, one laugh, one lesson at a time.
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