There are moments in life when you don’t realize you’re writing a book.
You think you’re just surviving a season.
Healing quietly.
Learning something the long way.
And then one day, you look back and realize — it became pages.
Over the past few years, different seasons of my life slowly turned into three books.
Not rushed.
Not planned all at once.
But written as I lived them.
Between Mornings was born in the in-between.
The space after something ends
and before something new begins.
It carries reflections from seasons of healing, waiting, and becoming.
The kind of growth that doesn’t always look dramatic — but changes you quietly.
It is for anyone learning to trust God in unfinished places.
Just Saying holds the shorter thoughts.
The honest ones.
The lessons learned.
The reflections that came from loving, losing, forgiving, and growing.
It’s simple. Direct. Personal.
The kind of words that sit with you for a moment and then stay.
And then came Borrowed Prayers.
This one feels especially close to my heart.
It was written for the days when I wanted to pray — but didn’t quite know how to begin.
For the mornings when thoughts felt heavy.
For the nights when words felt far away.
Each page offers Scripture and a simple prayer.
Not perfect. Not complicated.
Just steady.
It’s a companion for when your own words feel hard to find.
None of these books were written to be loud.
They were written slowly.
In real seasons.
With real questions and real faith.
Whether they sell one copy or many, I’m grateful they exist.
They are pieces of my journey.
And if one of them meets you in a season you’re walking through, I would be honored for it to sit beside you.
You can also find them all together under my “Shop My Books” in the drop down menu.
Thank you for reading.
Thank you for walking alongside these seasons with me. 🤍
Until next time,
Charina.Writes 