Emotional Wellness

My Daily Musings-June 4th, 2026

I was talking with my therapist yesterday about emotions, and something she said really resonated with me.

Over the past couple of years, I’ve learned that feeling all emotions—even discouraging, painful, and depressing ones—is okay. Emotions are part of being human. Ignoring them or pretending they aren’t there doesn’t make them disappear.

But I’ve also learned that while we should acknowledge those difficult emotions, we shouldn’t allow them to take up permanent residence in our minds and hearts.

My therapist compared emotions to taking a shower. We let the water wash over us, just as we allow ourselves to feel our emotions and bring them to the surface. But we don’t want the drain to become clogged. The water is meant to flow through and continue on its way.

What if we treated our difficult emotions the same way? What if we allowed ourselves to feel them without letting them become stuck? What emotions might you need to acknowledge today and then gently let go?

Difficult emotions will come and go throughout life. The goal isn’t to avoid them altogether. The goal is to let them move through us rather than letting them define us.

Thank you for subscribing-may these words bring a quiet moment of peace and reflection to your day.

My Daily Musings-April 6th, 2026

After the sacred stillness of Holy Week and the joy of Easter Sunday, a quiet question lingers—what comes next?

How do we hold onto that hope we felt so strongly just a day ago, when life settles back into its normal rhythm?

The truth is, life doesn’t suddenly become easy after Easter. We still face hard days. We still struggle. I know I do—especially on days when my health isn’t good, when it’s hard to keep going, and even harder to stay positive. I think that’s part of being human. No one stays strong and hopeful all the time.

But even in those moments of discouragement, something steady remains.

For me, it’s hope.

It’s the quiet belief that things can get better. It’s walking into doctor’s appointments hoping for healing in my body, and sitting in therapy working toward healing in my heart and mind. These things matter, and they help. But I also know that true, lasting healing comes from Jesus Christ—He is the only one who can heal me from the inside out.

And even if my trials don’t disappear… even if they stay with me longer than I’d like… I still have hope.

Hope that brighter days are ahead. Hope that healing is happening in ways I can’t always see. Hope that because of Him, this is not the end of my story.

So maybe the real question isn’t what comes after Easter—

Maybe it’s this:
Will I choose to carry Easter hope with me into every ordinary, difficult, beautiful day that follows?