Look Back With Tenderness


All you’ve done and been through: the smiles, the tears, the highs and the lows — it all deserves so much Grace.

A woman standing in forest with her head facing away, looking back behind her.

Moments Remembered

When I look back at the milestones that have shaped my life I see the victories, the hard-won lessons, the heartaches and the celebrations.

They’re all an invitation to remember what brought joy and growth, and to also find hope in the resilience that led to the unfolding of my life.

No matter the memories, happy or heavy, I look at them all with the compassion and understanding I now have. Many bring smiles and lift my heart, others are hard to look at and I wish they weren’t there - but they are. So, I hold on to knowing that I did the best I could at the time, with the level of awareness and understanding I possessed.

Giving myself Grace for not knowing what I simply could not yet know — it softens the sting — which allows for deeper growth and ultimately makes space for more love. When you can see it all for the truth of what it is, you walk away stronger, wiser and with a heart that is more open.

Sometimes we lose site of the entire picture, often remembering the harder times and what we wish we could do over — that seems to be the human default. But there is so much good to remember as well.

When you do look back — seek those memories filled with Goodness.

A close-up shot of a sparkler with the background soft and out of focus.

The older I get and the more I’ve healed and grown there is something quite precious I’ve noticed. Deep and dormant memories have begun to bubble-up to the surface — wonderful, happy and cherished times in my life, and I continually invite them in.

I’m sure this has happened as result of softening my perspective around myself, my mistakes and all that has made up my life, thus far.

What a gift these memories have been.

So when you look back — look back with Tenderness, and look for the Goodness.

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