It is the sound of our ego cracking open, just for a second, to admit that we are not in control.

Listen to the sound you make. It is the truest thing you will say all day. It is the sound of a person who is alive enough to be surprised, vulnerable enough to be hurt, and human enough to call out into the dark.

You know the feeling. You’re walking through your perfectly ordinary Tuesday. Coffee in hand. Grocery list on the fridge. And then—the universe shifts.

The Weight of Two Little Words: “Oh, God…”

We rarely plan to say it. It bypasses the brain’s editorial department entirely, falling out of our mouths raw and unfiltered.