This past week was filled with precious time with precious people: brunch with one of my FG girls, weekend with best girlfriend from college, reunited with my parents. I couldn't have thought up a better way to spend my first week off from work.

The other day, I even got to meet up with my best friend from middle school and we met up in our hometown. I hadn't been back in years and as I made the all-too-familiar drive approaching my hometown, I was unexpectedly flooded with memories. Some precious, some difficult. That's the funny thing about memories. They hit you at the most unexpected times.

Mean girls. Broken hearts. Immigrant life. Reunions and goodbyes. Regrets.

As a counselor, I have learned all too well the need to "seek healing". I often work to help others seek and find healing but little did I know it would hit me so suddenly that I myself need it as well. But there's beauty in the broken. And time, reflection, family, friends will do my soul good.

I hope you have a wonderful weekend!

The picture does not do justice but this crispy, wonderful goodness is a chicken quesadilla from one of our favorite spots in Boston: Anna's Taqueria.

Was introduced to herbal jelly milk tea last weekend in Boston

Delicious almond french toast at Patisserie Florentine, my new favorite brunch place

The world's cutest little madeleine served with my coffee also at Patisserie Florentine