She Lives Freely

Friends, hiiiiiii. I’ve missed you so much, and I have so many things to tell you. But before I do, I want to say that I haven’t forgotten about you! I’ve actually been writing a lot, just stories that aren’t ready to be shared here… yet. You’ve been on my mind and my heart, though, and I’m so excited to be back here talking with all of you. Today, I’m writing to you with a story of redemption. For some of you, pieces of this story will sound familiar, but I’ve never told it in full. To be honest, there is soooo much to this story that I’m finding it difficult to turn it into a linear narrative. So, bear with me as we figure this out together.  There’s a part of me that feels like I should start with my childhood by reminding you of the core tenets of who I am, and there’s another part of me that feels like I should start this story from the moment my world fell apart in my mid-twenties. But maybe I start with this: After two long years of waiting following four long years of trage...