Over the past couple of years, I have been working on a book.
Some days, I stumble through the words. Other days, they seem to pour out of me faster than I can write them down. I have been afraid to be this vulnerable—to be this real—but I want my words to matter.
Maybe this book is meant for someone else. Maybe it is meant to help someone feel less alone. Or maybe, in some ways, it is meant for me too.
I plan to share pieces of it on my blog, and I would truly love your feedback. I also love hearing other people’s stories. If you have experienced something similar, or if there is something on your heart you feel led to share, I would love to hear from you.
We all have a story. Sometimes sharing it is where healing begins.
