The Reinvention Of She

Because wanting peace in a heavy world isn’t selfish. It’s survival. This week was a lot. I don’t say that lightly. I say it because it’s true, and because I think a lot of you felt it too. The world has been loud, heavy, and relentless. In the middle of all of it, I had some hard decisions to make. Decisions that didn’t have clean answers. Decisions that cost me something emotionally, even…

The Quiet Lessons Winter Left With Me Winter has a way of slowing everything down, sometimes gently and sometimes abruptly. This past season asked me to sit with myself in ways I didn’t expect. It stripped away the noise, the urgency, and the pressure to be everything for everyone. It made space for truths I had been too busy or too distracted to hear. Winter taught me the discipline of…

Not every night. But often enough to feel like a rhythm.

A new cadence my body is learning...slow, unpredictable, tender.

I used to resent it.

The interrupted sleep.

The way my thoughts would tumble in the dark.

But lately, I’ve started lighting a candle.

Pouring something warm.

Letting the quiet wrap around me like a shawl.

Because in these hours, I remember things I forget during the day:

- How much I’ve survived.

- How deeply I’ve grown.

- How sacred it is to be awake with my own soul.

This mug says grateful.

And I am.

Not for the insomnia itself, but for the invitation it brings. To pause, to reflect, to honor the woman I’ve become.

So if you’re awake too, know this:

You’re not broken.

You’re becoming.

This morning I grabbed my favorite mug.  The one that says Wake up and be happy. It’s simple, but it always makes me pause. Happiness doesn’t magically appear when I open my eyes. I’ve learned that I must choose happiness on purpose. And for a long time, I wasn’t choosing it. I was chasing it. When Achievements Don’t Feel Like You Thought They Would One of the clearest examples for me was when…

Because escape without peace isn’t living. It is survival dressed as freedom. And we were never meant to build our lives from a place of chaos. In my latest reflection, I Choose Home, I share how growing up in chaos shaped my relationship with space. It also influenced my views on rest and belonging. Choosing home now allows me to live from joy instead of restlessness. This piece explores: The…

The cold settles in, and so does the quiet. Shorter days stretch into longer nights, and the pace of life begins to shift. December doesn’t rush. It invites. It softens. It slows. Winter has a way of pressing pause. Movement slows. Motivation dips. Moods shift. It’s normal to feel more inward, more tired, even a little off. This season isn’t only about festive cheer. It’s also about emotional…

Pause. Breathe.

Gratitude is more than a feeling—it’s a choice. A choice to pause, appreciate the small joys, and stay grounded when life feels messy. In a world full of distractions and pressure, gratitude reminds us what truly matters. In the latest I Choose newsletter, I share practical ways to embrace gratitude intentionally. This includes both in life and at work. This edition explores how gratitude…

When I think back about the many things I have experienced in life, I see more than memories. I see a journey of resilience. It reflects growth and transformation. The Juggling Act: Military Life, Motherhood, and College As a military wife to a deployed husband, life taught me early on that uncertainty is the only constant. Balancing the emotional weight of deployment was challenging. Being a…

You know what’s funny? After years of rushing through life, I finally realized something over time. The one day of the week that didn’t welcome my chaos and hurry was Sunday. Even when I tried to overwhelm it, and myself, with to-do lists and urgency, Sunday refused to let me win. It held its ground. It forced me to exhale, to soften, to listen. And eventually, it invited me to welcome it with…