Preseason in our house isn’t just a date on the calendar. It’s a shift in rhythm, a set of quiet rituals, and a reminder that we’re in this together from the first whistle to the last.

In the heat of summer, I stop wearing makeup. Not because I’ve let myself go, but because my skincare is solid, my confidence is rooted, and ease looks better on me than foundation ever did.

When your work comes from the heart, even small critiques can feel like a gut punch. But that doesn’t mean you’re not called to create.

Co-parenting during puberty requires twice the humility, twice the communication, and a willingness to course-correct together.

This summer, I'm choosing rhythm over rush. I’m building my business, nurturing my body, and making space to simply enjoy the life I'm living.

I used to think needing someone made me weak. Now I know the real strength is in choosing someone, not to complete me, but to complement a life I’ve already made whole.