the mother in the therapy lobby said the thing I hadn't put words to yet

◆  A personal note from Cheniece

Hello there,

So here's the honest version of what's actually happening behind the scenes with this newsletter… I told myself it would go out to you fortnightly, a rhythm I could actually keep. Right now it's closer to once a month. That's about half of what I promised myself, and I'm not going to pretend that's fine — but I'm also not giving up on it. (I've been reminded more than once lately not to walk away just because I can't yet see the return on the effort.)

Underneath the scheduling, I've also been sitting with something quieter — narrowing down exactly what this space is for. It's the lifestyle of raising a disabled child, yes, but more specifically it's identity, joy, alignment, the self you're still allowed to have underneath all of it… which puts it under something bigger I keep circling back to: wellness. Not the productized kind. The kind that's actually about staying whole.