A few candid conversations in the past week about wanting to love my life have lingered like a rock in my shoe, pestering me to change and leaving me limping and exhausted. So I’mma give my heart a short break on this grey, dreary day and wistfully daydream about being back at the beach. My soul could use the getaway.

Pebble, limp, and all, I’m whispering gratitudes for honest, hard conversations with trusted friends.