Hey friends!

So, it’s been a while. A year has passed since my last blog post. [Face palm]. So much of my life has changed since then. In March, my husband and I got married. We purchased our new home in July and moved to a new city. In August, I started my new role as a college instructor. Needless to say, life has been busy with so many adjustments. But I’ve been having a blast. 

2024 was such a challenging year of uncertainty. 2025 felt like a much-needed breath of fresh air. Even with the unexpected detours that come with life, I’m so thankful for 2025. And no matter what this past year has looked like for you, you’re here now in 2026 and I’m so glad that you are. 

I’m not sure what it is… whether it’s the expansive body of water, the serenity or the quiet joy of people coming and going, but whenever I’m at the beach, I feel so close to God. I feel connected to Him in a special way. Maybe it’s the beauty of His creation, or the reminder that here, I have absolutely no control. And somehow, that brings peace.

My husband and I traveled 10 times in 2025. When we were discussing our final trip of the year and he asked where I wanted to go, I knew I wanted to go to the beach. I needed to go. I needed to have a conversation with my Creator, in our special place. The last week of December, we drove to the beach. And I’m so glad we did. 

I have prayed so many prayers while walking the white sands, the occasional wave washing over my feet as I ponder my life and who I’m becoming in that season. Or, pouring my heart onto paper with the most beautiful landscape in the background. 

In 2023, as the sunset painted the sky with vibrant pinks and oranges, I stood in the water and prayed earnestly for a husband. Three weeks later, he asked me on our first date. In 2022, in a different state, at a different beach, I prayed earnestly for a new role after 6 months of no real estate sales. The following month I received a job offer. The beach is my special place with God. 

This time around, journal and pen in hand, I released everything I needed to say to God. I expressed my gratitude, my hopes for the future and the current state of my heart. I took the time to pen everything I’ve been feeling. A conversation that had been put off. Words that were previously only expressed through tears. I’m so thankful we serve a God who wants to hear what we have to say. 

Maybe you have a special place with God. A favorite coffee shop. A nostalgic childhood park. The mountains. The beach. Your closet. Your car. Wherever that place is… go there. Listen. Speak freely. Let yourself be known by God again and again. 

I don’t know what the next season holds, but I’m learning that God meets us faithfully when we show up honestly. And for me, sometimes that looks like bare feet in the sand, a pen in my hand, and a heart wide open.

I don’t have all the answers for what’s next, but I know this: God is already there. He is listening. He is so faithful. And He’s getting ready to do a new thing. 

Happy New Year, family 💕 

“Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland.”

‭‭Isaiah‬ ‭43‬:‭19‬ ‭NIV‬‬