Life Update

It’s been a while since I’ve written here.

Lately, I’ve been going a little more old school… pen to paper, quiet moments, thoughts that don’t need to be perfectly packaged or shared right away. And honestly, I think I needed that. A pause. A reset. A way to hear myself again.

So much has happened since the last time I showed up in this space. Some of it beautiful. Some of it challenging. A lot of it shaping.

The highlights feel big when I say them out loud. I’ve traveled to almost 30 countries by 30. I moved in with one of my best friends. I started a floral business.

But if I’m being honest, the past couple of years also held moments where I felt a little lost. Maybe even a little behind. Like I was chasing this invisible timeline of what life was “supposed” to look like. Trying to piece together the idea of having it all… perfectly.

Somewhere along the way, I realized how exhausting that is.

I started learning how to let go of the need for a perfect life and instead lean into confidence. Into trust. Into discernment. That one has been big for me… learning what feels right, what aligns, what deserves my energy and what doesn’t.

And stepping into 2026, I made a quiet but intentional decision to shift my mindset.

To choose happiness.
To choose spontaneity.
To choose community.
To choose creativity.

To bring color back into my life in every way I can think of… in my cooking, in my clothes, in my home, in the little details that make a day feel lighter. To make my life brighter on purpose.

I’ve also become more intentional about the people I surround myself with. I’m drawn to those who are deeply themselves. Not chasing trends. Not trying to mirror influencers. Just… real. Grounded. Present.

Because I’ve noticed something about the happiest people I know. They aren’t constantly looking around to see what everyone else is doing. They’re so content being where they are that it doesn’t even cross their mind.

Presence has become a muscle for me. One I’ve been practicing daily. And I have to say… I’m pretty good at it these days.

I’m smiling more.
I’m caring less about the noise.
I feel like I’ve found my groove again.

And maybe the most meaningful part is that the people closest to me have noticed the shift too. Not in a way that feels performative or self-congratulatory, but in a way that reminds me just how far I’ve come. Because there were moments that felt heavy. And I’m proud to say I found my sparkle again.

In a world that constantly pushes consumption, trends, and this polished version of a “perfect life,” I took a step back and asked myself something simple but powerful:

What do I actually want?

If I could create any life for myself… what would it look like?
What would change?
What would stay the same?

And then I started acting like that version of me.

Almost immediately, I felt lighter.

It was freeing in a way I didn’t expect.

And somewhere in the middle of that shift… the business idea came to me. Not forced. Not overthought. It just clicked.

Flowers.

I went for it with everything I had. Everything I knew. And everything I felt.

Flowers have always been a quiet constant in my life. Growing up, my mom always had them in the house. She had this deep appreciation for their beauty. I can still picture her walking in, excited to show us the flowers she picked out, eager to put them in the vase, smiling as she arranged them in a vase and reminding us how beautiful they are. She still does this by the way.

Watching her, I learned that flowers are more than decoration. They’re a feeling. They’re warmth. They’re care. They’re joy in its simplest form.

Over time, I became the one arranging flowers for our gatherings. I’ve always loved hosting, creating spaces that feel inviting and thoughtful. So when the idea came together… it made perfect sense.

And then recently, I saw something that stayed with me.

A florist was asked how to keep flowers alive as long as possible. His response wasn’t about water or trimming stems. He said:

Flowers are not supposed to last. Their purpose is to keep us present. They grow, they bloom, they thrive, and then they’re gone. You have to be in the moment.

That stayed with me.

Because it feels like a reflection of everything I’ve been learning in my own life. The timing of it all felt a little too perfect… like a quiet nod that I’m exactly where I’m meant to be.

This post might feel like a collection of scattered thoughts, but in a way, that’s exactly what it is. A small window into where I’ve been and where I am now.

In a world that feels heavy, I’ve come to believe that it’s the small things that truly shift our days. The little moments. The simple joys.

And most of all… community and connection.

That’s the heart of what I want to build.

Not just a floral business, but something that brings people together. Whether it’s a flower bar at a bridal shower, a workshop filled with new faces, or collaborating with other creatives… I want it all to center around connection, creativity, and wellness.

Because I really believe that flowers are a form of self care.

Thank you for being here.. and yes, that’s a photo of me watering our flowers taken by mom.

Happy Spring 🤍