I’m Laura Fleetwood,
And I write for Messy Miracles.

Because I am one.
And you are, too.

XOXOXO

Welcome,

Messy Miracles!

I’m so glad you’re here. Come as you are. After all, it’s the only way…

I’m living the American “dream.” So why am I falling apart?

I looked in the mirror and stared at the familiar face with the empty eyes. I realized I couldn’t remember the last time I felt joy.

First the HEARTACHE, then the HEALING.

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For when my life crumbled, I learned what “Be Still” really means.
And I want you to know, too.

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xoxo

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I’m Laura Fleetwood, And I write for Messy Miracles.

Because I am one. And you are, too.

XOXOXO

Sign Up Below and a bit of my story will gently land in your inbox over the next 7 days.

For when my life crumbled, I learned what “Be Still” really means. And I want you to know, too.

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xoxo

xoxo

I’m Laura Fleetwood,
And I write for Messy Miracles.

Because I am one.
And you are, too.

For when my life crumbled, I learned what “Be Still” really means.
And I want you to know, too.