I've been searching for my lighthouse lately, convinced I'd somehow lost my way. It turns out the answer wasn't waiting somewhere out in the fog...it was quietly tucked underneath my own blankets all along.

What if the thing you're searching for isn't a new house at all, but a feeling you've been carrying with you the whole time?

From peanut brittle and lilacs to growing children and bigger dreams, this is a story about home, gratitude, and making room for what's next.

A reflection on listening to your North Star, showing up in small ways, and remembering who we are — together.