The Healing Power of Words: A Lifelong Love Affair
Some kids loved sports. Others thrived in music or art. Me? I fell in love with reading in elementary school. From the moment I picked up my first chapter book, I was hooked. I could spend hours lost in stories, traveling to far-off places, solving mysteries, and imagining what it would be like to live in different worlds.
That didn’t mean I didn’t love sports, too. Whether it was running around the playground, shooting hoops, or diving into a competitive game, I thrived on the energy and excitement. But even after the final whistle blew, I always found myself returning to the comfort of a good book. Reading wasn’t just entertainment—it was a way to escape, learn, and process life’s ups and downs.
Books weren’t just stories; they were adventures, escapes, and sometimes the best teachers. They gave me a place to rest when life felt overwhelming and fueled my curiosity about the world beyond my own experiences.
That’s why I started this blog. Hope After the Storm is a place where words aren’t just words—they’re little lifeboats, ready to help us navigate whatever storms come our way. So whether you’re here to read, to laugh, or just to see if someone else overthinks things as much as you do—welcome! Let’s find hope, one word at a time.
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