Good Friday ✨

Four years single today.

Best thing that ever happened.

Now?

No noise.

No criticism.

No walking on eggshells.

Just peace, real peace.

And the longer it goes, the better it gets.

You stop settling, stop explaining yourself, stop needing anyone else to feel okay.

Then there’s real life.

Back to the hospital again today, hearing the same line….three minutes without air, three days without water, three weeks without food.

That works on paper.

Not when it’s your child.

You don’t count weeks. You watch every hour.

But even with that, my peace is still mine.

It keeps me steady, keeps me thinking straight, keeps me showing up.

Good Friday means something additional to me now every year.

It’s a very Good Friday!