MY Story
2024 was one of the worst…and BEST…years of my life! I was 46 years old when I realized that what I thought was my well-planned existence was actually a complete mess. I became a single mother, was unemployed for the first time in years, experienced a death in my family, and unexpected health issues forced me to reexamine everything. The milestones, the expectations, the societal standards… suddenly I was failing at all of them!
Somewhere between the tears, hikes, Netflix, and tequila, I realized something important…
I was allowed to start over. I could question the milestones, the expectations, the cultural and societal rules I’d been quietly measuring myself against. I didn’t have to “have it all together” to be worthy of joy, love, and belonging. I started to see that I wasn’t a failure—I was a work in progress. A happy mess.
Miss Happy Mess 