<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[When everything disappeared, the story of my new life ]]></title><description><![CDATA[After the life I knew ended abruptly, this is the rebuild—messy, raw, and unapologetically me. Stories, moments, power tools, and unexpected detours—a]]></description><link>https://www.livingkindlysharingboldly.com/blog</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Sat, 04 Jul 2026 22:43:25 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.livingkindlysharingboldly.com/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[One year later: The Life I didn't see coming... ]]></title><description><![CDATA[I can’t believe it’s been a year. I can’t believe it’s only been a year. People always say that in a year, everything in your life can change. I never really believed it. At least not for me. But now, I am living proof that it's true. Over the last year, I’ve talked a lot about the pain. The loss. The fear. The strength it took to keep moving when I wasn’t sure I could. But what I haven’t talked about enough is the beauty that came from it all. Somehow, in the middle of what felt like...]]></description><link>https://www.livingkindlysharingboldly.com/post/one-year-later-the-life-i-didn-t-see-coming</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69f973b56d919e5ce86f089f</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Jun 2026 01:20:42 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/1d1647_1c269f5bd1db4fdb8513b8c7ce5cde55~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Ashleen Lee</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Pressure I Thought Was Normal ]]></title><description><![CDATA[Of all the things that have happened this past year, one of the strangest to me has been this— How many people have told me I’m positive. That I have good energy. That I’m uplifting. That I seem lighter. More peaceful. Less stressed. The energy—sure. That’s always been there. You don’t run a life like this without it. But positive? Peaceful? That’s new. In 39 years, I can’t remember anyone describing me that way. If anything, I think there were years people thought I was hard. Sharp. Maybe...]]></description><link>https://www.livingkindlysharingboldly.com/post/the-pressure-i-thought-was-normal</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a013689b1ac8cd94fa7fcab</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 May 2026 01:54:42 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/1d1647_fc5d0ab7615a47e2baf5637efe478c00~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Ashleen Lee</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Keep moving forward…]]></title><description><![CDATA[335 days…335 days ago, life as I knew it ended. Game over. The 18 months before had been hard—but not the kind of hard you don’t come back from. I thought could be an ending where everything was okay. I thought we were going to be fine. And then, without warning—it was over. Like a ton of bricks. No conversation. No transition. Just… gone. We were erased in a single day. With a snap of his fingers—my home, the barn I had spent most hours of most days of my life in—poof. I didn’t have time to...]]></description><link>https://www.livingkindlysharingboldly.com/post/keep-moving-forward</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69ed9c3ad0525a515d64568b</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Apr 2026 13:32:18 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/1d1647_ca7c54faa2da45579fdf8e4d015d6398~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_920,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Ashleen Lee</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>