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Every child wants their mother—even when the relationship is complicated. I Got It From My Momma explores the Mother Wound, inherited patterns, grief, and self-reclamation. Through personal reflection, psychological insight, and compassionate truth-telling, this essay examines how family legacies shape us and how healing begins when we choose what to carry forward—and what ends with us.

We rise together—or we fracture separately. This essay explores how family, early experiences, and unhealed wounds shape our mental health and the lives we build. As part of the May series, it introduces the concept of “The Mother Within,” inviting readers into the work of reparenting, self-awareness, and healing. This is not about blame—it’s about truth, responsibility, and the path toward becoming whole.

Over the past several weeks in the Live Well Live Whole™ April series, we have been exploring self-honor—the practice of not abandoning yourself and the decision to live with greater dignity, congruence, and care. We began by naming self-honor as a way of conducting one’s life: a refusal to barter peace, truth, or dignity for approval, belonging, or survival. From there, we turned toward impeccable care, reframing self-care not as perfection, indulgence, or performance, but a

Every day we wake up inside a living system that sustains us—air, water, sunlight, soil, forests, and oceans working together in quiet harmony. Yet the pace of modern life often pulls us away from noticing the very world that keeps us alive. This Earth Day reflection invites us to slow down, step outside, and remember our place within the living systems that nourish and sustain life on this planet.

The outer world is loud. It tells us to perform, prove, compare, and keep chasing. But inner wisdom does not shout. It whispers. Sitting in Solitude: The Gift of Returning to Yourself is a reflective piece on stillness, self-trust, and the sacred work of coming back to yourself.

Self-love is often marketed as a feeling—confidence, affirmation, or a “treat yourself” moment. But when you’ve lived through family dysfunction, emotional immaturity, abandonment, betrayal, or long seasons of feeling unseen, self-love can’t be reduced to a mood. It has to become a practice. In this essay, self-love is reframed as stewardship: the day-to-day care, protection, and wise management of your life force—your body, time, energy, resources, relationships, and gifts.

The sweetest life is a well-lived life. Not because you’re trying to prove your worth to anyone. But because you’re done arranging your life around the people who diminished you. When you’ve been abused, neglected, or made invisible, it can feel tempting to explain yourself, prove your worth, plead your case, or perform your healing in public. You may find yourself over-functioning, over-extending, or over-speaking—trying to finally be understood by people committed to misu

A death in the family can soften us. It can bring up nostalgia, regret, tenderness, and longing. And still—grief doesn’t erase boundaries. Loss does not automatically repair what was broken, and it does not require you to reopen access to people who repeatedly ignored your “no.” Compassion is real. But compassion does not mean self-abandonment. For many of us—especially adult survivors of emotionally immature family systems, addiction patterns, or long-standing scapegoating—

A visual reminder of what affirmation makes possible giving voice to what trauma may have silenced. They return us to self-worth, gently...