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Reflections as Suicide Prevention Month Comes to an End
Losing Austin to suicide changed me forever. This is my honest story of grief, the thoughts no one talks about, and the God who meets us in the darkest places with patience instead of shame.
Change Makes Me Sick
I wish someone had told me change doesn't get easier as you get older, because it still makes me a little sick to my stomach. Right now that's moving back to Houston after three and a half years in Austin, and having to face that most of my fear isn't about the move at all. It's about who I used to be.
The Checklist I Didn’t Sign Up For
We’re often handed a checklist for what a fulfilled life is supposed to look like—career, marriage, home, children, success. But what happens when your life doesn’t follow that timeline? What if God’s calling for you looks different? I’m learning to let go of comparison, stop measuring my life against someone else’s, and ask a harder question: What does God actually want for me?
To the Girl That’s Figuring it Out
I almost cried watching a group of high school seniors get prayed over at church — I didn't even know them. But I remember exactly what it feels like to stand at the edge of a new chapter trying to figure out every step. Here's what I've learned: the goal was never to figure it all out…
I’ve Never Shared this Before
I don't think it's a coincidence that the day before my first ever branding photoshoot, I ended up at a church I almost didn't attend or that almost a year later, I was still in Houston when I was supposed to already be back in Austin. God's timing is not our timing, and these two encounters reminded me of that in the most undeniable way. Two strangers. Two prayers. One prophecy. I know how unbelievable this sounds, but it happened, and I think it's finally time to share it. I hope it encourages you.
Mistakes Don’t Define Your Worth
Mistakes are hard. Admitting them is even harder. But what if our mess-ups aren't something to hide from, what if they're exactly where God meets us? Here's what I'm still figuring out about being human, falling short, and moving forward anyway.
Trusting God but also Learning to Trust Myself
As Christians, we're told to trust God completely—and I do. But I also think we've been sold a narrative that we can't trust ourselves. What if both can be true? What if, when we're seeking Him and surrendering to Him, we can trust ourselves too? That gentle nudge, that quiet knowing? It might just be His voice.
It's Okay If Your Grief Is Heavier This Season
Grief isn't a one-time thing. It recurs, and different things bring it to the surface. This season, I'm grieving what little Brooke thought life would look like versus what it actually is. I'm judging my grief, which keeps me stuck. And I'm learning that maybe what I need most is rest—and grace.
The Stains We Hold
As I drove home to change after bleeding through my dress at a conference, God whispered one word to my heart: stains. We all have them—on our hearts, our minds, from our past. Some visible, most hidden. But what did Jesus come to do? Wash us clean AND heal us.