03/31/2026
Shew. My daughter drew a picture of me today and honestlyā¦ it stopped me in my tracks. Thereās something humbling about realizing your kid sees you as someone (hopefully) brave enough to chase the things youāve spent years telling yourself you ādonāt have timeā for. Or you "didn't need time for yourself."
I just hope someday she says to herself: "Why not at 35, Mom did!"
And the part that gets me even more? She gets to watch a man who loves us both show up for me in ways Iāve never experienced. No āstepā needed. Just genuine support, the kind that makes you rethink what you deserve and what youāre capable of. Like, picking up a camera gifted to me by that man and allowing myself to dream a little. (Or just annoy those in my household by pointing my camera at them all the time š).
So here I am ā learning to take risks, learning to get uncomfortable, and learning that having hobbies you love isnāt selfish, itās necessary. Growth is weird, a little awkward, and surprisingly funny when your kid draws you as they see you.
Thank you all for cheering me on while I figure this out. Your support means more than you know and lets me keep doing what I love SO much!
