Oh man…sending you a big hug through the interwebs. My dad died of brain cancer a few weeks before my 9th birthday, and it was a whole thing to experience my daughter becoming that age this past February. Those anniversaries are just so much for our bodies and hearts to hold. ❤️
Her story is not your story 😭❤️ I was allllllll over the emotional pendulum with this. Love how you start and end with laughter and sandwich some good crying right in the middle. Perfect Oreo. Love you.
I look like an absolute lunatic sobbing but also laughing on my couch. My husband just walked in and looked VERY CONCERNED. But seriously, so much of the both/and here.
Sheesh, Sonya. This was stunning. I’m making a note to be praying for you on May 30th-praying for your rejoicing and also your lament. (And I’m so glad you love the recipe but now I find myself with an aching in my bones for it right this instant and that’s a curve ball I can’t handle)
This is beautiful. The incredible parallels of days and dates and years, the reshaping of the narrative, the intentionality you get to create with N, the energy and work you've invested to realize and help the story change. I love you and yours.
Oh man…sending you a big hug through the interwebs. My dad died of brain cancer a few weeks before my 9th birthday, and it was a whole thing to experience my daughter becoming that age this past February. Those anniversaries are just so much for our bodies and hearts to hold. ❤️
“Her story is not my story”—oof. Such profound grace. Thank you for sharing these beautiful words 💚 (and the tax memes 😂 too real)
Oof, so heartbreaking and beautiful, Sonya. Thank you for sharing.
Oh my gosh this made me cry!!! And laugh. And smile. 😊
Also, I cannot believe you waited so long to get contacts! I’m blind as a bat and they are my bffs and have been since sixth grade.
Absolutely beautiful.
Her story is not your story 😭❤️ I was allllllll over the emotional pendulum with this. Love how you start and end with laughter and sandwich some good crying right in the middle. Perfect Oreo. Love you.
I look like an absolute lunatic sobbing but also laughing on my couch. My husband just walked in and looked VERY CONCERNED. But seriously, so much of the both/and here.
Sheesh, Sonya. This was stunning. I’m making a note to be praying for you on May 30th-praying for your rejoicing and also your lament. (And I’m so glad you love the recipe but now I find myself with an aching in my bones for it right this instant and that’s a curve ball I can’t handle)
All the feels, Sonya. Beautifully written. And I love the idea of a one-on-one day with your daughter!
And contacts?! I've been wearing them forever, and yes, they can fall out. But it's rare. 🤪
"And because of this truth, my story is changing too." This is such a beautiful realization 💛
These are definitely *not* tears😢
This is beautiful. The incredible parallels of days and dates and years, the reshaping of the narrative, the intentionality you get to create with N, the energy and work you've invested to realize and help the story change. I love you and yours.
Crying and laughing. I loved hearing your heart in this one.❤️
So beautiful, Sonya. Thank you for sharing your words with us, whether they come from joy or heartache, they’re always a blessing to read.