When the Strong One Gets Tired There is always one. The person everyone calls when something goes wrong. The one who knows what to do, who stays calm when everyone else is falling apart, who finds a solution even when there doesn't seem to be one. The strong one. Perhaps that person is you. People become so accustomed to your strength that they sometimes forget it costs you something. They see you carrying the weight, but because you carry it so well, they don't always noti

Dear Subscriber When You Can’t Forgive Yourself Even the Strongest Break Sometimes We replay the words. We remember the moment. We wonder what we could have done differently. But perhaps the hardest person to forgive is sometimes the person in the mirror. I made this little poem for anyone who has ever carried regret, guilt, or the weight of something they wish they could change. 🌹 Watch the video — “Learning to Forgive the Person in the Mirror.” https://youtube.com/shorts/

We replay the words. We remember the moment. We wonder what we could have done differently. But perhaps the hardest person to forgive is sometimes the person in the mirror. I made this little poem for anyone who has ever carried regret, guilt, or the weight of something they wish they could change. 🌹 Watch the video — “Learning to Forgive the Person in the Mirror.” https://youtube.com/shorts/Ksosg5hSsb8?si=kkQwcBVSroPyFwvK Because a mistake may be part of your story…but it d

🌸 What on Earth Has Been Happening at Wildflower Hollow? If you have recently wandered into Wildflower Hollow and found yourself wondering where you are, who Donna is, why there is a crow supervising everything, and whether dragons are considered normal around here… Welcome. You have found the right place. 😂🐦‍⬛ Wildflower Hollow began with an inheritance, a woman who desperately needed somewhere to disappear to, and a cottage that turned out to be anything but ordinary. Fr

Before there were wildflowers growing wherever they pleased… Before there were crooked bookshelves, mysterious cupboards, jars of homemade marmalade and a certain black crow offering unsolicited advice… There was Donna's city apartment. And it was white. Very white. Painfully white. The walls were white.The kitchen was white. The cupboards were white. The furniture was white. If Donna could have persuaded the coffee to come in white, she probably would have done that too. Eve

Something rather exciting has happened at the Hollow… Dear Wanderer, The gates of Wildflower Hollow have been particularly busy lately. Donna has unpacked her bags. Beady Eyes has appointed himself supervisor of practically everything. And somehow — between mysterious old rooms, overgrown gardens and one extremely unfortunate incident involving orange marmalade — we have created something new. ✨ An Enchanted Shopping Experience has arrived at Wildflower Hollow. ✨ 👗 Donna Has