It’s been a month since my last post. The day Carmen died, my words stopped. Grief has a way of silencing us, even in the places we love mos

This week’s Sunday Reset is tiny on purpose. Try the 5–3–1 Reset: 5-minute sweep, 3 touchpoints, 1 daily anchor.

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Healing isn’t always linear. Even rest, pauses, and softer choices are still doing the work. Here’s your reminder.

August doesn’t always come with a clean slate. Sometimes you reset mid-scroll, mid-mess, mid-apology—and that still counts. This gentle note invites you to stop waiting for perfect conditions and simply begin again, mid-sentence.

July’s Sunday Reset reflections were permission slips to slow down, choose softness, and stop measuring your worth by productivity. From easing the Sunday Scaries to finding your way back to yourself, each reset was a gentle nudge toward rest and reconnection and a reminder that you can begin again anytime.