Courtney Catterton

My mom has been hard on me my whole life. Not cruel. Not cold. Just — unwilling to let me be less than I was capable of. She saw something in me before I could see it in myself, and she refused to look away from it, even when I wanted her to. Growing up, I didn't always understand it. I wanted softness. I wanted someone to tell me it was fine, that I could stop, that good enough was good enough. She never said that. Not once in 37 years. What she said instead was: you can be whoever and...

If you’ve been around here for a minute, you know I believe flowers are way more than just “pretty.” They’re medicine. They’re memory....

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