NASH

09/26/2025

Next Goal 750!!

09/26/2025

This is so neat! We seem so little but touching lives and capturing attention everywhere! Thank you Thank you for liking, sharing and supporting us in this journey!

09/17/2025

September Thoughts

Su***de Awareness❤️Mental Health Matters

Imagine the impact we could make if we woke up every morning with the intention to make the world a better place. Change likey wouldn’t occur in hours, weeks or maybe even years but maybe if we do it then it will start to force evolution into something we all dream of. I don’t say change may take years to be disheartening to you the reader but only to be honest. Unfortunately things like kindness, love and respect aren’t going to spread as quickly as rumors but it could or can if we are intentional when we wake up.
I strive for love, inclusion and awareness to be as natural as taking a breath. This may occur not in my life but for those who will replace my shadow in someday. This particular life of safety that I’m describing is not something our children should wish for but something they should strive to live by. Intentional living starts when we opens our eyes.

09/16/2025

https://www.buzzsprout.com/2461695/episodes/17849891

It's been a bit but a much-needed episode! Get with us send us a message if you are willing to share your story. YOU to CAN inspire others and change lives.

The weight of grief transforms in unexpected ways when we gain new perspectives. After a summer hiatus marked by milestone birthdays and painful memories, Heather returns to share her journey through one of the most challenging periods since losin...

09/02/2025

08/14/2025

Thursday thought. Love yourself.

08/10/2025

08/01/2025

We have yet to go through my Dad’s things. Every time my mom mentions it I feel sick and overwhelmed with grief. It’s now been over twenty years since we lost him.

You think you're prepared.
You go in with boxes and garbage bags. You tell yourself you’ll be strong.
You think, “It’s just stuff.”

But then you open a drawer.
And their handwriting is still on a notepad.
Their scent still clings to the sleeves of that sweater you begged them to throw out every winter.
Their shoes are still lined up by the door like they might be back any minute.

You find yourself sitting on the floor, holding a shirt to your face, trying to memorize a smell you know is already fading.
You whisper “I’m sorry” to objects you tuck away in boxes.
You fold things neatly like you’re still trying to take care of them.
You pause before tossing something out, because what if that was their favorite?

No one tells you how loud the silence is when their closet door creaks open.
No one tells you how heavy an empty coat can feel in your hands.
No one tells you that cleaning out a space can shatter you all over again.

It’s not just cleaning.
It’s letting go of little pieces you were never ready to lose.
It’s closing a drawer for the last time and feeling like you’re betraying them.
It’s packing up the life you shared, while your heart silently begs, please don’t make me.

Because deep down, you’re not just packing away their things —
you’re packing away pieces of yourself too.
And you’re terrified of what’s left when all of it is gone.

08/01/2025

08/01/2025

Getting grounded is the best therapy I’ve found. Let your worries and the days negativity just fall off your shoulders.