2026

There's powdered sugar on my floor, a sink full of dishes I swore I'd wash an hour ago, and my kitchen smells like strawberries, vanilla, and a tiny bit of panic. So yes... it's officially Valentine's week at my house.

Sometimes the hardest work goes unseen, the little victories feel small, and the days feel long. But there is magic in persistence, and moments worth celebrating in every step of the journey.

Some days are messy. Some days are magical. Today was a little of both.

Sometimes stepping back is the only way to find your spark again. This is my story of pause, passion, and coming home to what I love.