🍋 What Resilience Tastes Like

 For a long time, I couldn’t stand the taste of lemons.

They reminded me of seasons when life was nothing but sour —
times when I was surviving abuse,
fighting illness,
or trying to figure out how to keep a roof over my children’s heads.

Lemons tasted like loss back then.
Like things I didn’t choose, but had to swallow anyway.

But something shifted when I started my healing journey.
I began to see that maybe lemons weren’t my enemy.
Maybe they were my teachers.
They taught me to embrace what was sharp and tangy — to let it wake me up instead of shut me down.

I started experimenting in the kitchen of my life.
Adding honey for sweetness — because I deserved that, too.
Adding mint — because growth often comes quietly, where no one can see it.

Now, resilience tastes like:
🍋 Lemons — because life is tangy, unpredictable, and full of flavor.
🍯 Honey — because even in hard seasons, I deserve sweetness.
🌿 Mint — because growth doesn’t have to shout to be real.

I didn’t become resilient overnight.
I became resilient by showing up for myself every single day — even when I felt cracked, messy, or broken.
Even when the “recipe” didn’t turn out how I thought it would.

And now?
When I taste lemons, I taste life.
Bold. Awake. Beautiful in its imperfection.

Your resilience has flavor too.
What does yours taste like?

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