Some mornings I’m just trying to find a little peace in a world that feels louder than ever. A random book in an old library made me stop and rethink the enemies I choose to create. Maybe the only thing I can control is how I let the world touch me.

I’ve been down this rabbit hole many times—and that’s what it is—a hole. A place where nothing good comes from it. It’s a trap of what-ifs and wasted energy. But I’m learning how to climb out, one small, deliberate step at a time.

From my desk, with a branch from my mother’s Christmas cactus in the window, I’m reminded that growth doesn’t end — it changes form. The past can inspire you, but forward is where life happens.

Some mornings gratitude feels hard to find—but it’s always there when I stop looking at what I lack and notice what I already have. Today reminded me: life is a blessing, even on an ordinary Tuesday.

Living with myositis means my life feels like a paradox—impossible yet simple, full of discipline yet uncertain. Dating adds another layer: how do you explain a life turned upside down, but still full of dreams, goals, and hope?

When I was a kid, my mom told me something simple but powerful: “You can do anything you want.” It’s advice that stuck, and it might just be the reminder you need today.