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We don’t talk much about the side of Alzheimer’s that isn’t soft or tender. For some people, this disease softens them. For others, it sharpens them. And in my experience, it doesn’t erase who someone was — it exaggerates it. That’s been my reality with my mom. The stubbornness, the sharp edges, the anger — all of that is being dialed up. And I’ll be honest with you, I wasn’t crazy about those parts of her even before this disease took hold. Now, it feels like living inside the storm of it. It’s complicated to stand there. On one hand, I’m grieving the slips and losses. On the other, I’m wrestling with the fact that I’m not grieving the person she was, because that relationship was never easy to begin with. And saying that out loud feels… both scary and freeing. This is the part no one really prepares you for — when compassion runs thin, when you walk out of the room because you just can’t take another curse word or growl. When you wonder how to keep your footing in the middle of a storm you didn’t ask to stand in. I know I’m not the only one holding a story like this. So I’ll ask you — have you ever faced a version of this with a parent, partner, or loved one, where the hardest part wasn’t losing them but living with who they already were?

You know that feeling when you're caught between who you were and who you're becoming? Like you're living in some kind of awkward limbo where nothing feels quite right anymore? I've been thinking about this concept I call the "messy middle." It's that in-between space where you're not who you used to be, but you're still not sure who you're becoming. It can feel awkward and sometimes exhausting, but it's also where the true magic of transformation lives. (From my book An Invitation to Shine, by Kimber Hardick) Right now I'm in my own version of it. I'm letting go of the need to have everything figured out before I take action. For years I waited for the "perfect" moment, the complete plan, the guarantee it would all work out. But that kept me stuck. Now I'm reaching for something messier but more real. I'm learning to trust the process even when I can't see the whole staircase. Some days it feels like progress. Other days it feels like I'm fumbling around in the dark. But here's what I'm discovering: the messy middle isn't a place to rush through. It's where we actually do the work of becoming ourselves. What's your version of the messy middle right now? Is there something you're letting go of, or something new you're reaching for? Share your story below, even if it feels a little messy. This is exactly the kind of space where we can be real with each other. I'd love to hear what you're navigating. Sometimes just naming it out loud helps us realize we're not alone in the beautiful mess of transformation.