06/05/2026
I think about this concept a lot, because I really have changed so much in the last five to ten years. Ten years ago, I didn’t even love sewing. I had made a few quilts with my grandma, and a few outfits because I couldn’t afford fancier things for my photoshoots.
Five years ago I wasn’t a mother. I was barely even married!
Little by little, though, my life has changed, my interests have grown and diversified. *I* have changed.
The thing I’ve really had to learn, though, is that it’s ok to change. Sometimes I mourn the person I used to be. She seemed so much more carefree and confident. But I wouldn’t go back. It’s ok that I’m not the same person. It’s ok that sometimes life feels harder and I don’t know who I am anymore, because life is also more beautiful.
