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Lately, I’ve been reflecting on how much the world needs more kindness and understanding. The truth is, we never really know what someone...

The last time I saw my brother alive was on September 16, 2024 A year ago this week, I was preparing for some very special visitors. Boyd...

How We Can All Spread Awareness and Break the Silence Talk openly about mental health.  Shame grows in silence. Share resources, tell...

A year ago, I didn’t know that September was Suicide Awareness Month. What a blissful naivety that was. It’s remarkable how quickly life...

Do you ever say that to yourself at a store? I can’t tell you how many times I’ve been out shopping or scrolling through a store display...

The first thing I remember completing on my own was a dress. Black with large green polka dots. It was bold. It was fun. It was me. I...

Not my mom's acutal machine, this photo is just about as close as I can get to what it looked like. Photo found on:...

I didn’t grow up close to my brother Boyd in the way some siblings do. He was twelve years older than me, just old enough to feel like...

A Story of Transformation Last week, I shared a story in my Sunday school class that I’ve carried quietly for years. It’s one of those...

The Shift Towards Authentic Living There’s something wild and wonderful that happens when you stop living your life to meet the...

Photo by Andria May Photography, Gilbert Family & Senior Photographer Hi, I’m Suzie, a nutrition nerd, fabric hoarder, swim mom, and...