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The well ran dry six weeks after we moved in.

Then we lost power in the bathroom. And my mom couldn’t even come over because of residual cat dander from the owners. 🫠

Connecticut was not exactly rolling out the welcome mat.

But this weekend something shifted.

Friends came. Their dog came. We cooked at home, opened wine, lit candles, and just sat by the fireplace. No agenda. No chaos. Just people we love in a house that finally felt like a home.

I’m remembering that sometimes the things we fight hardest to settle into just need some space and time. And eventually, we can all just exhale.

🤍

Thank you, Q1 🤍

Our first few days in this new chapter and I’m partly in shock, partly in awe, partly completely discombobulated 😉

The joys of seeing our dogs play and run like little furry maniacs is just the best.

Hope everyone is having a beautiful day.

We’re all moved out and in that in-between week before the new chapter sets in and I start becoming obsessed with decorating the new place 😉

Who else is moving or closing a chapter right now? So curious!

A couple of weeks ago, at the end of Clean Slate, I watched my clients build these BEAUTIFUL visions for 2026. The energy in the room? Palpable. The clarity? Crystal clear. And then I felt it… that familiar question hanging in the air. Now what?

After 9 years of coaching, I know this moment intimately. The vision is the easy part. It’s what comes after—the integration, the follow-through, the staying power—that’s where most people lose themselves.
So I created something different.

Accountable isn’t your typical accountability program. There’s no one watching over your shoulder, no rigid formulas, no “you should be further along by now” energy.

It’s a space to build from the inside out. To stay with yourself when it gets quieter. To integrate new ways of thinking and being—one perspective shift at a time.
Because you don’t need someone to keep you in line.
You need support while you amplify and build your truth.

Link in bio to learn more or comment Accountable and I’ll DM you 🤍

2016: the era of the kissy face, dad surviving stage 4 colon cancer, soul cycle, family time on repeat, Gilt picnics, late nights with besties, and NYC

Feels like a full circle moment moving back up to the northeast this year 🥹

#2016

New Year’s Day morning, David’s phone rang.
His dad, Peter, was gone.

A charming, funny, sarcastic, cheeky Irishman who lived life entirely on his own terms. He didn’t care what other people thought. He was kind to me from the moment we met. He was, in the truest sense, a free man.

David loved him deeply. And this loss has been profound.

That’s where I’ve been these past eight days.

I couldn’t bring myself to post “Happy New Year.” I just didn’t have it in me. We booked flights to Dublin immediately. Canceled my work week. Moved into this mode of pure presence - for David, for the family, for what needed to happen. The funeral. The family. The impossible task of showing up when your heart is breaking.

And here’s what I learned in those tender, heavy days:
If you’re the partner holding space through grief - give yourself permission to feel it too.

I crashed when we got to Ireland. Skipped an evening. Took a morning for myself. We held each other through it.

Take the time you need. Acknowledge that this is affecting you too. You’re holding the container of your relationship, the logistics of life, and your own processing all at once. We can’t do this alone.

Rest easy, Peter. You were loved. You are missed. 🤍

The last picture here is the whole clan apart from Nick and Fi and the kids, and some of my beautiful family is cut off with this carousel I can’t shrink it but you know I love you.

Choosing to focus on all the beautiful things that happened this year.
2025 was not an easy year — especially with everything happening behind the scenes with Nick’s diagnosis.
There are parts of this year I’m holding close to my heart for now — things too raw and not yet ripe to share.

But within it, there were also moments of deep joy, beauty, and miracles made with people and places I love dearly 🤍

This was the year The Aligned Woman was born.
The year I led retreats in Joshua Tree and Jupiter.
The year I called in incredible new clients.
And there’s a very exciting announcement I’ll share in a separate post soon…

Grateful for every woman, every friend, every family member, every experience that shaped this year.
Thank you for being here. Truly.

Cheers to another year! 🥂

A letter to Q4:
Thank you for the sweetness. For spontaneous ear piercings with friends and late-night dinners with David. For blue butterflies appearing right when I needed to see them, and family filling up my sister-in-law’s kitchen with laughter.
For quiet mornings with the dogs and holiday nights with my brother and cousins. For my mom holding our pup like her grandchild, and last swims by the pool before we say goodbye to this home for a while.
You reminded me that even in years of big changes and heartbreak, there are always moments of pure joy waiting to be noticed.
Here’s to the sweetness that carries us through.🦋

A letter to Q1:

Thank you for easing me into this year with kindness. There was such a softness to the start of the year. I had planned to get pregnant with our first transfer. I visualized it. I prayed. And I let my husband, family, and friends catch me when it didn’t happen. I dove into fun and celebration of anything and everything that I could. My healthy distractions, they were everything.
You all witnessed me in this tender time and I want to say thank you again - when visions don’t go according to plan, but you have a web of support, it’s everything.
January was my transfer with KindBody. It was a month of preparation in Chicago. We made the best of it with family and each other. I journaled every night - my wishes, my hopes. I started the IVF WhatsApp group of 40+ women. I turned pain into power.

In February we found out it failed. I was full of anxiety before I got the call. We were devastated but apart because David was traveling for work. I texted my brother and cousins immediately and asked them if we could go out for cocktails. I needed fun, I needed fresh air. And as always, they showed up :). I felt so lucky.
A couple of weeks later I booked a trip to Mexico with one of my best friends, another dose of healthy distraction on the way. 🤍
March was my David’s birthday and I got to see my niece. I remember putting her down for a nap, giving her an extra hug. My little Chloe, AKA Cheeks. Just being around her and my family made my heart so full.
There was no amount of sadness in my heart that could’ve gotten in the way of my gratitude and joy for each moment.

Putting this here so I remember, and I share these moments with you. IVF broke me apart but it also broke me open in ways I couldn’t have imagined.

Q2 is next….

#2025