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My Girl (Four Months In)

Monday morning found us gathered once again in the campground hall as the week unfolded—pool workouts, tours, crafts, games, potlucks, and the easy rhythm of a place where people show up simply to enjoy where they are. It felt familiar now. Not routine—rooted. Later, the winds had their say, turning our outdoor dinner plans into […]

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Finding My Center: From Anger to Presence

Growing up, I learned early what it feels like to be small—physically, emotionally, and socially. At three years old, spinal meningitis nearly killed me. It left my body fragile and my confidence fractured. By ninth grade I was barely 4’11”. When I finally grew to 5’11” in tenth grade, I still weighed just 98 pounds. […]

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Just Let Them

Today my mind wanders to the poignant verses of Cassie Phillips’ poem, “Just Let Them” (the tattoo is also on my right hand). As I wander along this beautiful place, the poem’s words resonate within me: “Just let them.” In this tranquil town, each sunrise over the Gulf of Mexico is a testament to the […]

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A Story of Trust

Trust is the quiet foundation of everything beautiful in life. It’s not flashy or loud, but it’s always there, holding things together, steady and strong. And for me, trust is at the heart of my life with Melody. Here in Port Isabel, every sunrise reminds me of the life we’ve built and the peace we’ve […]

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Grateful Reflections from Port Isabel

Every morning, I start my day with a little ritual. I wake up here in Port Isabel, where the sun rises gently over the horizon, and take a moment to check the cameras at home. The sight of beautiful snow blanketing everything, paired with the freezing temperatures I see on the weather app, reminds me […]

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This photo still stops me

Madison Thorn, shoulder to shoulder with her bestie Claire—muddy field, oversized jerseys, no idea what life would ask of them later. Just joy, effort, belonging. Being a good teammate mattered more than being the star. Back then, I thought this picture was about soccer. I know better now. It was about character in formation. About […]

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