Healing in Real Time
Some mornings I rise with confidence.
Other mornings, I rise with tears still warm on my cheeks.
But every single day, I rise.
And that—quietly, imperfectly—is what healing in real time looks like.
Healing isn’t a finish line you cross with your arms raised. It’s not neat. It’s not Instagram-ready. And it is definitely not a straight line from pain to peace.
Healing is waking up and choosing to keep going, even when your heart is still tender. Even when you thought you were “past this” already. Even when you’re exhausted from feeling strong.