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 with my very handsome, kind-hearted husband.
And then… life happened.
In the midst of my life re-design, where I was preparing for my big leap into a nomadic lifestyle, my youngest daughter was diagnosed with cancer. So she and I 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 guiding 2 adult daughters. Still adjusting to my new role as a Grandma. Still wandering the mountains and photographing what I see. 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.
“Live in each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influence of the earth.”
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After the Before 