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“Vulnerability is the only authentic state. Being vulnerable means being open, for wounding, but also for pleasure. Being open to the wounds of life means also being open to the bounty and beauty. Don’t mask or deny your vulnerability: it is your greatest asset. Be vulnerable: quake and shake in your boots with it. The new goodness that is coming to you, in the form of people, situations, and things can only come to you when you are vulnerable and open.” — Stephen Russell

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All in a year's time.

Last weekend marked one year since I graduated from the University of Kansas.

One whole year.

In the course of a year so much can happen... and here's the thing:

It's not about whether or not somebody else thinks what you're doing is right. It's about doing what's right for you, when you're ready. It's about living your life for you and understanding and taking into consideration the advice and hopes others have for you--but really, truly, at the end of the day, going to bed confident with your decisions.

Are you living your life in a way that makes you happy? A way that makes you proud? Are you being brave with your life and at least giving your biggest dreams a chance though others scoff?

At the end of the day these are the questions you'll have to answer to yourself.

Some of us have found their way. Some have found their homes. Some have started families. And some of us, we're still finding our way.

But you know what?

None of us are doing it right.
None of us are doing it wrong. 

All that matters is that we're doing it the best we can.

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As for me, I'm still finding my way. I'm still fumbling and waiting and fickle. I have to remind myself that that's OK. Daily.

But, the adventures I've since had are more than I could have ever expected. And truly, I'm confident about my first year post-graduation.

More than anything, if it's been any indication of what's to come, I am ready.

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Happy Mother's Day!

To Mothers who were,

Mothers who are,

Mothers who will be, 

& those who act as a Mother,

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 Happy Mother's Day!

I love you, Mom!

xo-

Full of Grace.

 [Altötting, April 6, 2013.]

Once upon a time, in a little town called Altötting, in a little Chapel, a miracle occurred. And then another, and another. People began to spread the word of the little Chapel and the healing and hope it had given to so many. Soon people traveled from all over to see the blessed little Chapel. To pray in the little Chapel. 

In the little Chapel I too prayed. I prayed like all of those thousands of people had before me. I didn't know it at the time, but the little Chapel was where I would truly, honestly, wholeheartedly feel the Grace so many had spoken about. 

The next day, the very next day, what I prayed for was answered. 

I cried with joy for not only the answer I received, but the fact that I then knew--I knew that in a little Chapel, in a little town called Altötting, I too experienced a miracle. 

The miracle of Grace.


Cheesy? Yes. Absolutely true? Yes. A little cheese is good for the soul. ;)

(Hand to Heaven, I truly had no idea it was really called 'Grace Chapel' until after I started writing this post. The mind boggles.)