It’s been 14 years since I last wrote here. In that time, I stepped away from blogging, but I hadn't stopped writing. I've captured life's moments on Facebook, in social media posts, and in the pages of my journal. Truth of the matter is, I function best when words are written. A lot has happened in the time since I've written here — we’ve added two busy, fun kids to our family, lost our sweet Bo, welcomed a new dog, Bruno, navigated COVID, experienced family loss, and lived through all the messy, beautiful moments in between. Blogging may not be what it once was, but some things are still worth putting into words. This post is my reflection on 2025 — a year that stretched me, stripped things down to what was real, and reminded me of what truly matters. ⸻ 2025: A Year That Asked a Lot 2025 asked a lot of me. It stretched me in ways I didn’t see coming and stripped things down to what was real. This year wasn’t loud about its lessons—but it was relentless. Family ...
This space began as a newly married woman finding her footing. Years later, I'm still here-- still finding my footing-- just with more life behind me, deeper roots, and a clearer send of what matters.