Lately I’ve been noticing some familiar routines—habits that don’t quite belong to the life I’m living now, but linger anyway, like echoes from a world I left behind. One of the clearest examples is my relationship with movies. For years, movies were reserved for Friday or Saturday nights. They were a longer commitment, and if …
The Quiet Shift I’m not quite sure when it happened, but my body doesn’t respond to my goals the way it used to. And if you’re a woman at the same stage of life as me, you probably know exactly what I mean. I’m pretty active. I try to eat nutritious meals most of the …
The Early Markers Lately, I’ve been noticing small clues about who I’m becoming. It’s taken some time, but when I pause to reflect on how my life is shifting, there are definite markers present. They make me hopeful — and if I’m honest, a little excited. Excited about what the future might hold, yes, but …
The Weight of Identity In my last post, I shared how redefining success meant shifting from productivity to fulfillment. As I leaned into that openness, another realization surfaced: so much of my identity had been tied to the roles I carried. Each promotion felt like validation. Each title became a kind of armour. And when …
What Does a “Good Week” Look Like Now? There was a time when I could answer that question with certainty: a good week was one where I accomplished everything on my calendar, kept stress in check, and managed to keep work from completely consuming my life. If I stayed on top of deadlines and wrapped …
End of a Chapter As I handed my laptop and security pass to the courier, I slowly closed the door and realized I had nowhere to be on Monday morning. My days of early morning commutes, time entry, client meetings and calendar chaos were over. I exhaled and leaned against the door, asking myself, “What …
Becoming Me Again 