Raindom Thoughts

None of us gets out of here alive. I mean that with every tender thing in me. We are all just moving through this together, doing the best we can with what we have. Loving imperfectly and being loved imperfectly in return. Finding grace in the smallest places because sometimes that is the only place it fits. You are not alone in the heaviness. And you are not wrong for feeling it. But also. Look up. Something beautiful is probably closer than you think. Check on somebody toda

There is a question I have been sitting with for a long time, turning it over in my hands the way you turn over a smooth stone you found somewhere meaningful and carried home without quite knowing why: Why do we weep for a dog we never met, but look away from the grief of a mother cow whose calf has been taken? I am not asking this to make anyone feel guilty. I eat meat. I have sat at a table with a ribeye in front of me and felt, in a moment that might sound strange to some