This seems to be at the heart of everything right now—a willingness to show up, unarmed and unfiltered and wildly imperfect, looking the reality of life full in the face. Willingness to show up, not out of a place of strength, but out of a shared vulnerability. Here we are. Here’s what’s been broken along the way. Here are our bruises and scars, our fears and secrets. Here I am, showing up anyway.
