I still remember the day I stitched through tears.
I had just come out of a season where everything felt uncertain ,my voice, my worth, even my direction. Talking didn’t help. Praying felt quiet. But my hands… t
I woke up moody. Blame it on the dream , it was one of those strange, unsettling ones that just clings to you even after the alarm goes off. I could’ve let it shape my whole day. But instead, I chose something else. I reached for color. Blue pants. Olive […]
