This Blog Wasn’t Part of the Plan. But It’s Part of Me Now.

I didn’t set out to become a blogger

For years, I told myself I’d start “someday.” But life was too full…and somehow too empty all at once. I was burnt out, trying to be everything for everyone. At work, I had to be on. At home, I had to hold it all together. And somewhere in the mix of raising daughters and meeting deadlines, I stopped checking in with myself.

Then came the shift. The quiet kind. The kind that doesn’t look like a turning point until later.

The unraveling that made space for something real

I didn’t know that letting my gray hair grow out would be the start of everything. I share more about that moment in this post about why I stopped dyeing my hair. But that first missed root appointment turned into a pause…and in that pause, I heard myself again.

Without the dye, without the pressure to look “put together,” I began shedding more than just the hair color. I let go of old definitions of beauty. I let go of perfection. And I started listening to the version of me who was ready for something new.

Blogging became a bridge back to myself

This little corner of the internet isn’t flashy. It’s not curated to perfection. But it’s real. It’s mine.

Writing helps me make sense of all the layers of midlife; motherhood, freedom, reinvention, and the in-between space where so many of us quietly live. I didn’t know how much I needed a creative outlet until I gave myself permission to have one.

So what can you expect here?

Stories, mostly. Reflections. Sometimes messy, sometimes funny, always honest. I’ll share how going gray changed more than my hair. How travel feels lighter now. How beauty routines look different, and simpler. And how I’m learning (still learning) to love this version of me.

If you’re walking a similar path…or even just wondering if there’s more…I hope you’ll stick around.

Every step we take is a step toward our true selves.
Thanks for walking part of this path with me.
🩶 Meesh