Gratitude is disarming. It interrupts the harsh inner critic with gentleness, self-compassion. It softens your nervous system’s grip on hypervigilance. And the best part? It doesn’t demand perfection. It invites presence.

Healing is not a finish line, but a dance of layers—peeling back, revealing more—where grief and joy entwine like old friends, each offering a hand to steady the soul’s journey.