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Loss can be a funny thing. Small losses can feel like a huge inconvenience, large losses feel distant, and every type of loss in between feels like a paper cut where you might not notice it until it’s in the context of an outside pressure. We all lose something. Someone. It’s a matter of when, where, and how (and maybe, why). It is a universal truth. We will all lose people. We will become someone who is lost. The question remains, “How do we deal with this knowledge?” Do we bury it deep and pretend, or do we sink into its’ arms and allow it to hold us down, drown us in the waves of tears and grief and anger? Maybe eventually the drowning pull will loosen, and let us break free to find a full breath again.

All that to say… a lot has happened over the last few months. I am taking the time to sit with my emotions, to feel what I need to feel, and to recover after a season of giving so much of myself to others that there is less left with which to sustain myself. I will be back in the new year, at some point, with more books and thoughts and hopefully more writing. But until then, I will leave this space with a reminder to look up at the stars. To take a deep, sustaining breath, and to give yourself grace and the best that you have to give. To you and not to anyone else. You deserve it. We all do.