This week, my daughter left to spend time with her paternal grandparents for the summer.

And as I sat staring at my phone, preparing to make a call I didn’t particularly want to make, I found myself reflecting on the years of boundaries, growth, and difficult decisions that made this moment possible.

A journal entry about co-parenting, discernment, and the realization that healing doesn’t always mean something becomes easy.

Sometimes it simply becomes safe enough to engage with differently.