The Part I Somehow Did Not Say Out Loud

You would think the hardest part of writing a book would be writing the book, but for me, that has not been the case. The hardest part has been talking about it and somehow managing not to say one very obvious thing. I have shared that I was writing. I have shared that it is finished. I have let you in on pieces of the process, the emotions, and the journey that brought it to life. And yet, this entire time, I have been casually not mentioning the actual name of the book, as if that made any sense at all.

When I stop and think about it, it is almost funny. I have been talking around it, hinting at it, building toward it, and still leaving out the one thing that would seem the most natural to share. Meanwhile, the title has been with me from the very beginning. It was never something I questioned or wrestled with. It came quietly, but it came clearly. It felt certain from the start, steady in a way that I was not in many other parts of this process.

There were moments when I doubted myself, moments when I wondered if I was doing this right or if I should keep going at all. There were times when everything felt unclear and I was simply trying to take the next step without overthinking the one after it. But the title never wavered. It stayed with me through all of it, grounded and sure, even when I was not.

That feels meaningful to me now as I look back on it. This book was not created from a place of having everything figured out. It was born in the middle of processing, in the middle of healing, in the middle of learning how to face things I had not fully faced before. And even in that, there was something steady that remained.

So at this point, it feels right to finally say it out loud.

The name of my book is Whispers from the Wreckage.

Even writing that here feels different. It feels like something has shifted, like a piece of this journey has stepped into the light in a new way. And the subtitle holds just as much meaning.

Where God meets you in the aftermath.

Because that is what this has been for me. Not just walking through difficult moments, but discovering that even in the aftermath, even in the places that feel uncertain or broken, there is still presence, still grace, still something waiting to meet you there.

This book is not about perfection or having it all together. It is about what happens in the middle of it. It is about continuing to show up, continuing to heal, and continuing to move forward even when you are still carrying pieces of what you have walked through.

Maybe it would have made more sense to say the title sooner, but there is something about sharing it now that feels right. It feels like the timing matches the journey, like this moment holds the weight of everything that came before it.

And I am really grateful that I get to finally share it with you.

The cover reveal is coming soon.