04/16/2026
The other night my sister Terri Butler and I did what we’ve always done… we went back to the mirror.
Back to the little girls who made up songs, created dances, and performed like the living room was a stage and the world was watching. Nothing fancy. Just joy.
Life has been heavy. Losing Joshie and Jordan changed everything. Grief can sit in your body if you let it… quiet, heavy, unmoving.
But not on this night.
We sang loud. We danced harder. We laughed. We cried. For 3 hours straight we let the energy move through us instead of holding it in.
And listen…I feel lighter.
Not “over it.” Not “healed.” Just lighter. And right now, that’s enough.
Music heals. Movement releases. Joy still lives here.
Don’t let your grief get stuck. Let it move. However that looks for you.