Lately, I’ve found myself in a deeply reflective state—not just looking back over the last six months, but tracing the threads of the past two years. Maybe it’s the nearing milestone of a decade as a creator, a journey that began with a single blog post and has since unfolded into a tapestry richer than I ever imagined. Or maybe it’s the shift that motherhood has brought into focus—the contrast between the girl who once only dreamed of building a creative life and the woman who now cradles her children, imagining futures as wide and open as the horizon.

Whatever the reason, I can feel something stirring—a quiet transformation taking shape.

The Evolution of Dreams

When I started out, I could never have predicted where this path would lead. What began as a personal outlet has grown into something that connects me to thousands of others. Over time, my passions have shifted, stretched, and evolved. I’ve embraced new roles, explored new forms of creativity, and allowed myself to step into dreams that once felt too bold to say aloud—like becoming a designer.

But the heart of it all has remained the same: a desire to create with purpose, to live with intention, and to share a piece of that journey with others.

Now, as I stand at the edge of a new chapter, I feel the weight of possibility. It’s the same feeling I want my daughters to carry with them—that life is a series of evolutions, and that dreams don’t stay fixed; they grow as we do.

The Cocoon

This season of my life has felt like a cocoon, enclosing me in lessons, experiences, and change. I think of the butterfly, emerging after its quiet, unseen transformation, and I can’t help but recognize myself in that metaphor.

A dear friend once described this phase differently, though just as vividly: like being between trapezes. You let go of one, soar for a breathless moment through open air, and only then, finally, grasp the next. For a while now, I’ve been in that suspended in-between—having let go of what was familiar, but not yet anchored to what comes next. And now, for the first time in a long time, I can feel my hands closing around the bar of the new trapeze.

Anchored by Community

Through every stage—every leap of faith, every season of doubt, every unexpected triumph—there’s been one constant: this community. You.

It’s your encouragement, your presence, your willingness to journey alongside me that has made all of this possible. Your words have lifted me when I faltered, your support has given me courage to keep creating, and your belief has been the quiet strength at the core of everything I’ve built.

No matter how my role evolves—whether as creator, mother, or designer—the desire to share, to connect, to tell stories remains rooted in this connection.

A Return to Nature

As I dream of what comes next, I keep returning to a memory from childhood: climbing an old oak tree in Northern California. I was eight, legs dangling over the branches, surrounded by the smell of sun-warmed bark and the chatter of birds. That oak was my refuge, my secret world, a place where my imagination soared as high as its branches stretched.

That memory has been resurfacing often, almost insistently, as if reminding me that the next chapter of my story will be deeply tied to nature. I don’t know yet what the symbolism means—whether it’s about grounding myself, returning to my roots, or reaching for something greater. Perhaps it’s all of those things. What I do know is that I feel called back to that sense of wonder, that quiet belonging, that deep exhale of being part of something timeless.

On the Edge of What’s Next

So here I am—standing between what has been and what’s to come. A woman transformed by motherhood, by creativity, by years of building and becoming. A dreamer who has learned to embrace change as not an ending, but a continuation.

I don’t have all the answers for what the future holds, but maybe that’s the point. The beauty lies in the becoming, in the willingness to let go of what no longer serves us and reach bravely toward what’s ahead.

This much I know: the next chapter is waiting, and I am ready to meet it.