People flinch when I say how old my kids are, like I’ve got monsters at home. But my kids talk to me. That isn’t luck — it’s intention, born from studying my parents’ mistakes and my own. I made plenty of them when they were little. Their reactions were the mirror that showed me who I didn’t want to be — and where I could choose repair. ✨

I took a few days off — diving with whales and seals, wandering, eating fresh food, driving by the sea. 🌊 It’s been so long since I did something only for myself. Part of me still feels selfish. But the other part? Alive, open, and seeing life through a new lens.

Alice Feeney’s Good Bad Girl caught me off guard. On the surface, it’s a mystery thriller. But in its layers, it’s about mothers and daughters, absence and presence, and how love and hurt often sit side by side. 💭

One small choice to pause and respond differently can change everything — on the tram, at home, at work. Here’s what I saw and what it taught me about connection.