I’m a woman who spent years building a life that looked good on paper—a thriving real estate career, renovated homes, and a portfolio designed to one day fund a life of slow, soulful travel.

And then… life laughed.

Right when I was preparing for my big leap into a nomadic lifestyle, my youngest daughter was diagnosed with cancer. So we packed up, relocated to another city, and began a new kind of journey—one I never asked for, but one that’s teaching me more than I could have imagined.

Now, I’m somewhere between “before” and “after.”
Still raising a daughter. Still dreaming of the road.
Still becoming.

This blog is my love letter to the in-between years—that space where grief, grit, gratitude, and growth all live together. It’s for anyone navigating a pivot, craving more meaning, or quietly rebuilding a life that makes sense from the inside out.

You’ll find reflections, real talk, midlife humor, and plenty of big-hearted truth.

No filters. No final answers.
Just one foot in front of the other—and a deep desire to create something beautiful, even here.