Ough, it sure is rough out there. I know the pain all too well at this point - but you'll get there. You got this <3

Hope is a powerful thing. It's the quiet proof amongst the self-hatred that you can go on. Hoping that today will be better than yesterday, and tomorrow will be better than today.

I start in a few days. Thanks for reading, and especially the friends that had given me encouragement to not lose hope.

Like a slow, warm wave, a lot of bottled pain is trickling away. I don't fully believe it yet, I don't feel entirely safe and don't want to let my guard down. I could gum it all up. But who cares — I finally found a place that sees some value in my wairua, at last.

I'm so grateful to have found something that is outdoors-related and to simply greet and share stories of my own backcountry travels with visitors. I can also get to the sanctuary via cycling.

My role isn't photography based, but that's okay — it will always be a passion of mine.

I still adore these two(?) with all my heart

Seriously brought tears to my eyes, thank you for such lovely words!