THE BLOG
This is where I lay my heart down in words — the joy, the grief, the lessons, rituals and the little things that make this life sacred.
Taking time off work wasn’t a simple decision for me. It felt like failure. Like I was walking away from everything I’d worked so hard to hold together. For years, I defined myself by how much I could carry — by the work I did, the people I supported, the way I kept going no matter what. So when ...
I’ve worked since I was sixteen.
Not just worked — hustled. Two jobs, always.
There was always more to do, more to earn, more to prove.
I built a life where being busy wasn’t just normal — it was my identity.
I worked in a CPA firm, trained students, managed my own book of clients. And becaus...