Tomorrow’s my birthday 🎉 and I’m celebrating in a whole new way!

It's my birthday tomorrow, whoop whoop! (Scorpios unite??)

The last few birthdays, I have wanted to crawl into a little cave and hibernate...which I basically have. For those who know me well, they know I've spent my birthdays alone in an air bnb (in the same town nonetheless!), away from my kids and family and friends, only coming out if they dragged me. (Okay, we had some really fun times once I got out!) What is she DOING in there, I'm sure people thought.

Dreaming. Writing. Figuring out who I was, who I am, and who I am becoming. Just little stuff like that.

But this year is different. I finally feel like I am coming out of my dark, sticky, uncomfortable cocoon* of the last few years and ready to be seen as fully ME, for who I am and who I am becoming (dare I be so cliche and say..."spread my wings"?!)

Anyone else been there? If so, you aren't alone. I read this quote yesterday and it really moved me:

"Every woman has a lost season. At some point, in some way, somehow. Whether that's in her marriage or in her work or in her parenting or in her daughtering. Every woman's gonna find herself at the altar of having lost herself at some point. And some lost seasons can seem to last many, many, many years. There is no competition. No scorecard. Not timeline. This life is not a test you are failing. You can’t really get this life wrong." - Kristy Scher

What I do know for sure is, that it's okay if you are finding yourself in a figurative cocoon (they are made of silk, did you know!?), hibernating, or even feeling like you're in your lost season. You are most definitely not alone in that.

AND, I have some really great tools to help you slowly unravel that precious silk barrier, some bells that will wake you up from your hibernation, and some great maps and roadside assistance that will make you feel a little less lost!

*co·coon (kə-ko͞on′) n. Something that envelops, protects, or isolates.

With Joy,

Kara