Reading Trauma Mama: Velvet & Taboo
Where the quiet woman writes dangerously.
Winter doesn’t ask me to bloom.
It asks me to hold.
To conserve energy.
To listen more than act.
To let things stay unfinished without labeling them failures.
Healing in this season is subtle. It’s not loud or impressive. It’s the quiet decision to keep going without forcing optimism where it doesn’t belong.
Winter is not where I grow.
It’s where I prepare to.
About Samantha Kamstra I’m a mom, wife, and storyteller writing about motherhood, marriage, and healing from childhood trauma — one honest reflection at a time. 🌿 Through love, self-awareness, and growth, I’m learning to break generational cycles and nurture myself along the way. 💕 This space is for every woman walking her own path toward healing and wholeness — a reminder that you are not alone, and that every small act of love and awareness is part of your becoming. ✨ Healing, growing, and loving — one day, one choice, one breath at a time. View more posts
Reading Trauma Mama: Velvet & Taboo