What If I’m Not Done Yet?
There’s a moment—somewhere between your third or fourth reinvention—where you start to ask yourself a very uncomfortable question: Am I evolving… or do I just not know how to stay put? This is a story about what it costs to keep starting over… and what it might mean if you’re not done yet.
What Comes After the Goodbye
From airport goodbyes to Broadway lights, I expected to sit in the quiet. Instead, life met me in unexpected ways—reminding me that joy and grief don’t take turns. They coexist. This is what comes after the goodbye.
I Don’t Actually Know What Thriving Looks Like Just Yet
I keep saying I want to thrive—but the truth is, I don’t actually know what thriving looks like just yet. What I do know is what thriving isn’t. I know what I’m done accepting and putting up with. I know what surviving has felt like, and I know what no longer fits.
There’s a lot of discomfort in ambiguity. In uncertainty. In the unknown. Taking a leap of faith is terrifying as hell. Just watch that scene from Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade and you’ll know exactly what I mean.