The Restless First Daughter Who Forgets to Breathe

Before I could write that prayer, I had to tell the truth. Not the polite kind—the real kind. Truth like: I don’t know how to rest. Even when I’ve met every goal on my to-do list, my mind keeps searching. For a problem. A crack. Something left undone. Because the quiet? It feels suspicious. LikeContinue reading “The Restless First Daughter Who Forgets to Breathe”

The Burden of Birthright: An Eldest Daughter’s Perspective

The writer reflects on the emotions associated with “standing at a precipice,” symbolizing the anxiety and excitement of starting a blog. They share their struggle with the burdens of being a first daughter, feeling like a spiritual gatekeeper, and seeking guidance from God. They aim to use their writing to inspire others.

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