From My Corner — A 7‑Day Mother’s Day Sanctuary Series

From my corner tonight, I’m writing to the mother spending Mother’s Day alone — the one the world forgets, the one whose heart still remembers every moment she gave. If this day feels heavy, I hope these words help you feel seen, held, and honored.

Following the Path That Found Me

Writing legacy stories has changed the way I see people, memory, and meaning. In this post, I share what I’ve learned from listening to elders, why their stories matter, and how even the quietest memories can become a powerful gift for the people we love.

From My Corner: Here I Am, Still Saying “Send Me”

Tonight reminded me how important it is to check in on the people we love, especially those who live alone. A simple conversation and a tender memory brought it all into focus — life is precious, and connection matters more than we realize.

Sunday Notes — A Quiet Ending to a Full Day

A quiet Sunday night reflection on midlife, gratitude, and slowing down. Today reminded me how important it is to honor the moments that matter — family, simple joys, unexpected blessings, and the gentle pull toward my true calling. If you’re navigating midlife, personal growth, or emotional wellness, here’s a soft reminder to breathe, rest, and step into the new week with intention and grace.

Sunday Notes: Easter Reflections

From my heart to yours,
Love Life++
Hugs,
Dawna
Wishing you a season of gentle renewal

Why I Write Legacies

Something shifted in me today. Sitting in an assisted living lunchroom, surrounded by wisdom, loss, courage, and love, I understood why legacy writing matters — and why I feel called to it. This is the moment I knew I was meant to help preserve the stories that deserve to be remembered.

The Goodbye I Didn’t Get — and the Love That Never Left

For years I carried the weight of a goodbye I never got, but today I’m learning that love doesn’t live in the final moment — it lives in every moment before it, in the healing we shared, and in the ways, he still finds me in the quiet.

From My Corner Today: The Butterfly That Always Finds Its Way Home

A butterfly drifted through my garden this morning — soft, unhurried, almost familiar. I whispered, “Hi, Daddy,” the way I always do. These quiet moments have become our ritual, little reminders that love doesn’t disappear… it simply learns new ways to reach us.