Kay SM
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10 fingers, 10 toes, and endless love
“Adam and I both had our boys when we were young, in seasons of life that were not meant to be our forever. And still, those chapters gave us the greatest blessings we could ever ask for. Our boys are… Continue reading
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Tell me the Good
“My mom gently reminded me last night to ‘share the good’ after my writings yesterday. In this reminder, she checked on me, asked me how I was, and we chatted about it all. She’s been traveling, I’ve been traveling, we’ve… Continue reading
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When Resilience is Tested
“There are days I feel worn down by the constant need to be resilient. To keep going. To stay soft when it would be easier to shut down. To believe that this season has purpose even when it feels unfair.… Continue reading
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An Esther Era
“Because I don’t know who I’m supposed to write for, where I’m supposed to share it, or what I’m even supposed to be writing about half the time. I just know I’m supposed to write, and that knowing sits on… Continue reading
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Diesel & Perseverance
“He used to charge into water like it was the whole reason we went outside. I’d have to drag him out after swimming forever, completely soaked and thrilled with himself. Today he stepped carefully into a creek, took a drink,… Continue reading
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Carry it Softly
“Womanhood has taught me that capability doesn’t mean carrying everything alone. It means knowing when to lean, when to breathe, and when to release control. It means learning that ambition and peace don’t have to be opposites—that you can be… Continue reading
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Shame to Peace
“And yes—there was shame. Not because I had done something wrong, but because society teaches women to internalize endings as personal failures.” Continue reading
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Beyond the Storm
“There is something sacred about being in motion while surrounded by uncertainty. A flight through a storm strips life down to its essentials. I cannot steer. I cannot pause the wind. I cannot calm the rain clouds. All I can… Continue reading
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Just be nice. Please.
“Believe the best in people. Or at least stop assuming the worst. Most people aren’t masterminds plotting against you. Nobody is spending that much time obsessing over how they can ruin your day. They’re just tired, flawed, normal humans trying… Continue reading
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Too Much Quiet
“I reminded myself that this ache is really just love with nowhere to go in that moment. That in a few days it will sound different. That the voices, the mess, the warmth will all come back.” Continue reading
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