Happy 2026: The Girl Behind the Chaos

Woah. Thirty-seven… and writing a blog for the first time.

I figured I’d give my husband and kids a break from all my rambling and put it here instead — with myself, and hopefully with you too, if you’re reading.

What’s also crazy is where I’m sitting as I type this: on our dream piece of land. Something we always wanted but never really believed would happen. From high school dropout teen parents… to this. I still can’t wrap my head around it.

And if I’m being honest, it’s not just the land that feels unreal. A few years ago I was barely leaving the house — anxiety ran the whole show. Now I’m outside again. I’m loving life again. I’m building the kinds of tools I used to desperately wish I had. And I’m learning homestead life with zero clue what I’m doing… just riding the waves and figuring it out as I go.

Going into 2026, I’m choosing to embrace something I’ve fought about myself for a long time: I’m chaos… and that’s okay.

I’ve got a million ideas, too many hobbies, and more plans than a normal person should probably have — but it’s how I thrive. I’m done trying to do things the “right” way or the way the world says you should. I’m just doing the damn thing.

So… happy 2026. Here’s to the messy, the brave, the healing, and whatever we build next.