Sometimes the line gets so blurred that we forget that we are meant to be here. We forget that we matter.

For those that are grieving this time of the year. Take these holidays and be in the experience of you. Shift - when the morning comes.

Realizing that it has always been you that found solutions hidden in the darkness. It has always been your light that found the way.

Call it unique, call it your crazy, call it your you. I call it your gift to the world. OR call it your special kind of beautiful. Why not?

When you feel alone and vulnerable, and when your strength is gone remember that you are a gift to this world and it's your turn to be here.

Because we remember our loved ones, they will never truly leave us. They are simply on the other side of the room. We need only remember.