Story & Journal

This week felt like a little bit of everything — golf lessons, Mahjong nights, summer starting to come alive around Okoboji, and storms that reminded all of us how quickly things can change. Sharing a few moments from life lately on the blog today. 🤍

Golf season officially started back up this week, and honestly, it felt so good to be back out there again — lessons, dinner with friends, and a sunset over the lake that felt like the perfect ending to the night.

Life has felt full lately - in the best ways. A week filled with work momentum, creative projects, long drives, Mahjong nights with friends, and looking ahead to Mother’s Day weekend reminded me that “moving forward” doesn’t always happen in huge life-changing moments. Sometimes it’s found in the ordinary things that slowly start building a really meaningful life.

Lately, I’ve been paying more attention— to what makes sense now, what needs adjusting, and what I want this next chapter to feel like.

April was meant to be about simplifying—but what I found wasn’t empty space. It was clarity, creativity, and a renewed sense of momentum in

This week wasn’t extraordinary on the surface, but it held so much of what I’ve been wanting more of—time with family, quiet moments at home

There’s a version of life I used to imagine—where everything had its place. Work stayed in work hours. Creative ideas had wide open space. Home projects fit neatly into a free Saturday. But that’s not the season I’m in. Instead, life feels more layered than that. A full day of meetings, follow-ups, and decisions. Ideas for blog posts and products that keep pulling at me. A mental list of things at home that need to get done before the weather shifts. And right in the middle o

I didn’t stop because I stopped loving it—I stopped because it no longer gave me what I had started it for

The First Chapter of the Day! There’s a quiet shift that happens when you stop waking up into your day… and start choosing how it begins. For a long time, my mornings felt like a race I hadn’t agreed to run. Working from home blurred the lines—between rest and responsibility, between presence and pressure. It became too easy to reach for my phone, check email, and let the outside world decide the tone of my day before I ever had a say. So I changed it. Not in a dramatic way.

I’m stepping into a new season of life… one that's less about rushing and more about choosing what truly matters.