I did a new thing last night.

And if you know me, it may come as a shock to you- but I did a Thanksgiving Floral Workshop.
(Yes, the girl who never buys flowers or expects them from her husband...)

I went in, zero experience, full confidence that I was about to fuck it up. LOL.

At first I kept thinking (and making jokes about it, because… hi, it’s me), “Okay… what’s the right way to do this?”
Like there was some secret rulebook.

I even asked the florist a couple of times, "Am I doing this wrong?”
Like if she helped me, then it would be the RIGHT way.

But here’s the funny part… she didn’t tell me what to do.
She asked what I liked.
She showed me a few options.
We played around until it felt right for me.

She was basically a coach-sure, she has her own style, but she helped me find mine.

Because there’s no one-size-fits-all.

But once I got into it…
It hit me.
There is no perfect way.

It’s literally about placing things where you want them.
What feels good. What looks right to you.
It’s subjective. It’s yours. And that’s the whole freaking point.

And honestly, this is exactly the work I do with women.

We spend years trying to follow some invisible rulebook for life, motherhood, marriage, food, bodies, careers- like there’s one “correct” way to show up.

But the magic happens when you realize…
there’s not.

You get to build your life the same way I built that flower arrangement tonight:
by learning to trust yourself a little more,
by trial and error,
by letting it be imperfect,
by noticing what actually feels good for YOU.

No rulebook.
No “perfect” way.
Just you learning to trust yourself again.

If you want support while you relearn how to trust yourself, I have 1:1 openings right now.
Let’s get back to doing more of what actually feels good for you (not what everyone else claims is the “right” way). Let’s chat.