Hello, sweet friends!

Here we are in the space between—Christmas has wrapped, and now we’re waiting for the New Year. Does anyone else have absolutely no idea what day it is? Just me? This moment in time feels cozy… and also a little strange. We’re coming down from all the merry and slowly working our way toward all the happy. Just waiting, right?

There’s been lots of couch snuggling, movie watching, takeout dinners, and trying out all the things Santa brought. Life feels slower right now—and honestly, I don’t mind it one bit.

This space between is always interesting for me as an overachiever. I’m ready to jump into what’s next, but I also know I need to pause and really soak in what’s right in front of me. It’s that constant push and pull.

So here we are—in the space between. Let’s enjoy it. Find the good in simply being. 2026 and all the celebration that comes with it will be here in just a few days. A fresh, exciting new chapter is about to begin.

2025 is almost in the rearview mirror, and wow… it’s been a year, hasn’t it?

As the new year approaches, the questions start to surface. What do I want to take with me? What do I want to leave behind? How do I want to show up—for myself and for the people I love?

Goals. Resolutions. Sometimes the answers come easily, and sometimes they take time. I’m someone who likes to simmer on my plans for the year—giving myself space to be intentional about what I truly want and need. I always start with a Word of the Year—my anchor and guide.

2025 was a year of thinking and talking, but not enough doing for me. Not my usual rhythm. I can see now that I was in a bit of a funk. But toward the end of this year, something shifted. A leveling up. A clearer mindset.

I feel excited and energized heading into 2026—ready to set goals, take action, and make things happen. I’m ready to kick some ass in the year ahead. Who’s with me? ✨

FAMILY LIFE WITH BIG KIDS

This Christmas was wonderful. Just the four of us and our pups. We were up before sunrise—just like the Christmases when the kids were little. The magic of the day is still there for them, and I absolutely love that it is. Marc and I even managed to surprise them with a few gifts, which felt like a major win. Most of their wish lists come in the form of links these days, so true surprises are rare. It was totally priceless.

The day itself was simple and perfect—a mix of eating, movie watching, and walking. We’re so lucky to have a metro park right behind our backyard, so we grabbed the pups and headed out for a short afternoon walk together. It’s become one of our favorite traditions.

I’m soaking in the gift of a full house and time together, knowing how fleeting it all is. Every moment feels worth holding onto.

Our trees are still up, but on Saturday I started the un-decorating process. We usually leave everything up through New Year’s, and most of it still is—but this season, I’ve felt ready to move forward. The mantel garland, stockings, and the rest have been packed away.

With the warmer temps on Sunday, the front porch got a fresh little “January” vibe. While the house always looks and feels magical at Christmas—and it’s never easy to take it all down—this year, it actually feels good. Packing it away feels intentional. Starting the new year with our home ready for what’s ahead feels motivating. Not being stuck in what was, but making space for what’s next—that feels freeing.