Every Love Has a Story.
Bringing light and joy to life’s dark moments — through connection, community, and honest conversation.
The life we imagine. The story we live.
Like many of my friends, I had big dreams of what life would be like “as a grown up.” I imagined my job, my future partner, children — all the joys society promised me.
Turns out, being a grown up is really hard.
I entered a relationship with someone of a different ethnic background, who had a daughter. I didn’t know a thing about being a step-parent. When we decided to start a family together, having a child didn’t come easily. We faced infertility for years — and when we were finally pregnant, and it stuck, I fell into postpartum depression.
When the fog finally lifted, I began to reflect.
What if it could have been different? What if it were wonderful?
What did I wish I’d had during those dark times? Community. Connection. Safe movement for my body. Meditation to calm my anxiety. A break. Laughter. Meaningful moments.
The beautiful, the heartbreaking, and the messy middle.
- The heartbreaking path of infertility
- The ups and downs of pregnancy
- Postpartum depression
- The challenges of navigating parenthood
