To grieve is a testament to the richness of a bond shared, and it serves as a poignant reminder of the fleeting nature of our existence, urging us to embrace each moment with heightened gratitude and intentionality. In its wake, grief inspires us to live more authentically, love more fiercely, and savor the present with profound reverence. So, in the ebb and flow of grief, let us not see it as an affliction to be swiftly discarded but as a solemn celebration of a love that transcends the boundaries of mortality. For in the end, it’s a testimony to the profound, life-altering love that not everyone has the privilege to encounter.

In a society that often glorifies hustle [and side] culture and ceaseless ambition, it's easy to feel the pressure to constantly prove ourselves and strive for more. However, it's important to recognize that we don't always have to be in a perpetual state of fighting and wanting. Embracing the concept that it's okay for things to be just as they are can be incredibly liberating.

Quality of life is not solely determined by material possessions or external circumstances, but rather by the autonomy one holds to shape their own destiny. Living a life of quality is not a destination but an ongoing process. It's about finding joy in the little moments, nurturing meaningful relationships, and savoring the simple pleasures along the way.

This might be the reminder that all of us need. When we think of power we think about ca$h money hunnnnay! We think about external achievements and material possessions. And money does provide a cushion, a sense of safety in a world that is seemingly getting so much more expensive by the day. However, as I get older I am realizing that my true power is much more internal. To me, real power is the ability to embrace my authentic self.