I follow a personal tradition of honoring the first day with stillness instead of productivity. Yesterday was filled with slow coffee, a good book, uplifting documentaries I’d been meaning to watch, a lovely dinner, and a quiet night that felt exactly right.
I enjoyed it so much that I’ve decided this won’t just be a New Year’s practice anymore. I’m going to do this on the first day of each month—a day that gives me permission to do nothing, reset my energy, and begin again gently.
You don’t have to wait for a new year to start fresh.
As I sit here on the very first day of 2026, on a quiet Thursday afternoon, I can feel it:
hope, gratitude, excitement and a sense of peace I didn’t know I was capable of.
Last year wasn’t easy. I lost my mom, and that grief changed me in ways I’m still learning to understand, yet in the middle of that heartbreak, family found its way back to me. Doors I thought were long closed opened again. Love showed up in places I never expected and I’m grateful for that.
I also lost a very good friend, gone without conversation, explanation, or closure, and while it hurt, I chose to thank them anyway. I thanked them for the years we shared, even if they never responded because sometimes people leave without warning and we may never know why. Sometimes endings don’t come with answers. Sometimes they just come.
But here’s the thing:
With endings come beginnings.
With heartbreak comes clarity.
With loss comes room for something new.
And today, on 1/1/2026, I choose to see the good that grew from the hard. I choose gratitude for what was, hope for what’s becoming, and excitement for what’s waiting for me just beyond the horizon of this brand new year.
My mantra for 2026?
“Kiss it up to God and hand it over to the universe…and keep going.”
Here’s to a year of believing in myself, trusting the journey, loving the lessons, and welcoming every beautiful beginning that’s meant for me.
Happy New Year, my friends.
May 2026 be gentle with us, bold for us, and full of magic we never saw coming.
No big parties… no crowded countdowns… just me, a cozy corner, and a heart full of reflection.
Every New Year’s Eve, I skip the resolutions.
Resolutions feel like pressure—rules I’m expected to follow and promises I might break.
But revelations?
Revelations are reminders.
They’re the lessons I learned throughout the year… the truths that found me when I wasn’t looking… the little moments that opened my eyes and changed me without asking for permission.
So tonight, I’m writing down my New Year’s revelations:
What I overcame
Who I became
What I learned
What I’m finally ready to release
And what I’m taking with me into 2026
This year taught me things I didn’t expect.
It broke me open in places that were meant for healing.
It surprised me with joy in moments I thought were empty.
It reminded me of who I am, and who I still have the power to become.
So here’s to a New Year, not filled with “fixing” ourselves…
but with honoring ourselves.
Here’s to the revelations that guide us,
the hope that holds us,
and the courage to step into 2026 with open hearts and gentle expectations.
Cheers to a quiet night.
A meaningful night.
A night of remembering and becoming.
Happy New Year’s Eve, my friends.
May your heart find the revelation it’s been waiting for.
I know it’s Sunday and I know I never shared a Christmas post this year.
The truth is, this holiday felt different. It was the first one without my mom, and it sat tenderly in the quiet spaces of the day. I missed my kids, I missed the version of Christmas I used to know, and I think my heart just needed a little time to breathe.
So I want to say I’m sorry for going quiet… and also thank you for understanding.
And if your Christmas looked different this year too — if it felt heavier, or quieter, or not at all what you expected — I hope you know you’re not alone. Sometimes the holidays aren’t about the sparkle… sometimes they’re about learning how to carry our memories, our grief, and our love all at once.
If this year was hard, I’m holding space for you.
If it was healing, I’m celebrating with you.
And if you’re still figuring out what it all meant — I’m right there with you.
Here’s to gentle days and softer hearts.
Here’s to honoring what was… and finding hope in what’s to come.
This time of year has a way of pulling us in every direction – plans to make, places to be, and people to take care of, but somewhere in the middle of all that hustle and bustle is YOU!
And YOU matter, too!
So, today, give yourself permission to slow down. If you’ve been working all day, come home and let the world quiet itself for a moment. Slip into something soft, breathe deeply and allow yourself to unwind.
And if you’re in the middle of a busy day, carve out even five minutes just for you: read a few pages of a book, sip something warm, listen to calming music, or simply sit in silence and let your mind rest.
Self-care isn’t selfish – it’s necessary. When you nurture your own heart, you make more room for joy, patience, and love to flow into everything else that you do.
Take a moment today, and everyday because you deserve that much – and so much more.
Sundays have a way of reminding us to slow down – no matter what the weather is doing.
Here in Florida, the rain is settling in and up north the cold is creeping closer… but there’s something beautiful about it all. Maybe today is the perfect day to embrace whatever’s outside your window and create a little peace inside your heart.
So curl up with a soft blanket, watch your favorite holiday movie, sip something warm and let yourself just “be.”
Rain or snow, warmth or chill, there’s always a little bit of magic tucked inside a quiet Sunday afternoon.
Here’s to finding comfort in the coziness and joy in the simple moments.
There’s something beautiful about evenings in December. Maybe it’s the soft music playing in the background, or the glow of the lights on the tree…or maybe it’s simply the reminder that peace is something we can choose, even on the busiest of days.
Today, I’m choosing to breathe a little deeper.
To slow down.
To find joy in the small, quiet moments that make this season so magical.
It doesn’t take much to shift the energy of your day – just a peaceful morning, a quiet evening, a grateful heart and a little faith that things are all falling into place.
Here’s to choosing calm.
Here’s to choosing hope.
Herpes to a beautiful December day and a peaceful December evening.
December 1st always arrives with a certain kind of magic. It’s the first day of the last month – the final chapter of a story we’ve been writing all year long.
And maybe this year wasn’t perfect.
Maybe it held moments that broke your heart and moments that helped you heal.
Maybe there were lessons you didn’t ask for, blessings you didn’t expect, and changes you never saw coming.
But here’s the beautiful thing:
You made it here…
To this morning.
To this moment.
To this quiet breath at the end of a long year.
December is a gentle reminder that there’s still time.
Time to make peace with what happened.
Time to embrace what didn’t.
Time to forgive, to release, to soften and to open your heart to whatever is waiting just around the corner.
The page has not closed yet.
You still have 31 days to write something new, to surprise yourself, to choose joy and to rediscover hope.
So today, on this first day of the last month, be proud of who you’ve becomes…and excited for who you’re still becoming.