Lavender Fields and the Freedom to Begin Again
Why did I wait so long to allow myself to feel this good?
She never thought she’d be standing here—ankle-deep in a sea of lavender, the scent wrapping around her like a soft embrace. The sky above Provence stretched endlessly, rich and blue, punctuated by clouds so perfectly suspended they felt like they had been painted just for her.
For years, she had done everything right. Built a career in f…
