08/30/2026
This month, I found myself asking a question I hadn’t slowed down enough to truly ask…
What truly makes me happy?✨
And somehow, the answer kept bringing me back to one thing… Home.💜
The funny thing is, my life doesn’t look like what most people would imagine when they think of home or motherhood. I co-parent. My boys have two homes in different states. I don’t get every morning with them. I don’t get every dinner, every practice, every football game, or every night under the same roof.
There are moments I miss. Moments I wish I could be there for. But this month reminded me that home isn’t always one house. Sometimes home is getting on a plane just to sit beside them. Sometimes, it’s watching my 14-year-old fall more in love with football and listening to them talk about the things that light them up! Or the laughter, the little moments you wish you could freeze in time.♥️
My world has been slowly changing. I can feel my boys growing. And I can feel myself growing with them. Nothing makes me happier than watching my boys thrive. Watching them discover what they love. Watching them become who they’re meant to be.✨♥️
And knowing that no matter what our family looks like from the outside, I still get to be their mom. I still get to stand beside them.
Maybe that’s what August came to teach me. That happiness isn’t always found in the life you thought you would have. Sometimes, it’s found in the life you’re learning to embrace. In the moments you do get. The laughter. The football games. The plane rides. The dreams you’re still brave enough to chase.🌙✨♥️
And the people who will always feel like home, no matter how many miles are between you.
My world is changing. My boys are growing. And I’m learning that home isn’t a place I have to find. It’s something I carry with me. 🤍