July 28, 2025. A date I’ll remember. Not because something wild happened. But because I finally listened to myself.
My husband and I have always joked: good things happen on the 24th, bad things on the 26th. This month? I got a plot twist. A tough moment landed on the 24th… so I just decided to skip the 26th entirely. No drama. No spiral. Just reflection. Stillness. And clarity.
And today—this day—I’m announcing something deeply personal, a little scary, and totally exciting:
I’m reopening my company.
It feels really, really good to say that.
This morning was quiet and sweet. I slept in just a little (a luxury in itself), and one of my daughters had a friend sleep over. Their giggles were the soundtrack of my morning, and it made me pause. Breathe. Smile.
When I told my youngest that I was starting my business again, she jumped up and cheered—literally. Her first question? “Does this mean you can take me to school again?”
“Yes, baby. It does.”
Her joy made something click. I hadn’t realized how much they missed me… or how much I missed being fully present. I hadn’t realized just how sad I’d been, how heavy the days had felt. I thought something might be wrong with my thyroid. I was that tired. That unmotivated. But it wasn’t physical. It was a soul thing.
And now? The fog is lifting.
I’m still working on my self-esteem, still finding my rhythm again, but I feel awake. I feel me again. Thank you, Brené Brown, for making vulnerability not only safe—but powerful.
And thank you to the voice inside that kept whispering:
There’s more. You’re not done.
To anyone reading this who feels stuck, sad, or just… off—you’re not alone. And you’re not broken. Listen hard. There’s something out there calling to you. A spark. A new chapter. A chance to come home to yourself.
I have a feeling my dad is up on a cloud somewhere, smiling and shaking his head with a “finally.” He never wanted me to quit. He certainly never wanted me to lose myself in grief. He used to remind me of a Churchill quote:
“If you’re going through hell, keep going.”
So that’s what I’m doing.
Just keep going.
Stay tuned. The next chapter starts now.
And if you’ve got podcast recs, send them my way—I haven’t picked mine yet.
Let’s do this!
