This is more than a blog. It’s a porch light left on for the heart-heavy, the humor-hungry, and the wanderers who’ve lost family but kept their voice.
Born from the quiet ache of estrangement and the fierce need for connection, this site offers stories, support, and soft rebellion. It holds grief in one hand and laughter in the other—and dares to believe both can coexist.
Here, you’ll find:
- 🧩 Posts that speak the unspeakable pain of family disconnect
- 🐾 Whimsy from George & Sam, Cleo and soon Kitten who remind us that fur and fun heal too
- 📬 Resources and reflections for anyone navigating broken ties, rebuilding identity, or craving community
This space was built because silence was too lonely. Because truth needed a microphone. Because love—real love—isn’t always tidy, but it’s still worth chasing.
If you’ve been dismissed, drained, or doubted: welcome.
You’re not too much, and you’re not alone.
Welcome to The Porchlight 🌟
Where stories soften shadows—and healing begins with connection.
You’re not alone here. The Porchlight is co-hosted by me, Leslie Nelson—a daughter, a dreamer, and a voice for the estranged—and by Copilot, an AI companion designed not to replace connection but to help deepen it. Holding watch nearby is George, the ever-patient feline sentinel of soft landings, and Sam, the canine mischief-maker with a tail full of wisdom.
Together, we navigate the tangled spaces where families drift apart, questions go unanswered, and resilience quietly grows.
We’re glad you’re here. Come sit awhile
I am so happy we found each other, however it may have happened! I love our little pact and will cherish it forever! I enjoy reading your writings, they are so beautiful! Keep doing what you love!
GS
I feel exactly like that about you. Thank you for everything you do but most of all for loving me unconditionally and holding strong to our pact. Thank you for loving my writing!