I remember thinking how easily she claimed joy.
No hesitation. No comparison.
Just: This is enough.
That changed me more than anything else.
I had spent most of my life measuring things—progress, success, what came next, what I was supposed to be building toward.
Hannah didn’t measure.
She experienced.
When I got frustrated—about money, about work, about how slow everything felt compared to what I thought my life should look like—she never argued me out of it.
She’d just say, “Come sit.”
And we would.
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