kodi.

It’s a funny feeling isn’t it? Doing something that you had a passion for once before, only to find that you lost that passion – no, lost isn’t correct – only to find that you neglected that passion and then you return to it years later.

15 years later.

Don’t get me wrong. I wrote here and there in college. It wasn’t until I graduated, began a career, and then got married and became a wife and a mother and gave all of myself to everything and everyone around me that I fully neglected writing.

I do not regret one thing that I have done in my life. Minus the miniscule slip-ups that happened here and there (my sarcastic tendencies, friendship issues, losing my cool, choosing to eat white bread over wheat bread). I would not change a thing. I sometimes think that I chose the wrong career, or I fell in with the wrong group of friends that hurt me, or I could have started a hard conversation with someone more gently. But the truth is, those little mistakes are a part of life and are going to happen, and I know that I am here in this exact situation because of every little thing that I chose to do and every little thing that I acknowledged and allowed to grow me and change me. Because of all of it, I have a beautiful home, three amazing and healthy babies, a hardworking husband who loves me, and parents who have always been and continue to be my best friends only living five houses down from me.

Because of all of what has happened, I am here where I am now. And maybe the fact that I neglected one of my biggest passions in life was for me to be here, bringing it back bigger and better than before. Neglecting it allowed me to become a wife and a mother and a more empathetic daughter. I know that I needed to be those things before I was able to bring this back. So, here I am.

If you knew me 20 years ago, you knew an athlete constantly in motion, a passionate writer filling notebooks with big ideas, and a girl with dreams of becoming a journalist. You knew someone ambitious, curious, and full of hope—while already carrying the quiet dream of becoming a mother someday.

If you knew me 10 years ago, you knew a determined college student earning her Master’s degree, a dedicated Kindergarten teacher, a casual runner finding balance, and an adventurous spirit longing to see more of the world. You knew someone building a life through hard work, independence, and dreams of what was still ahead.

If you knew me 3 years ago, you knew a stay-at-home mom immersed in the beautiful chaos of motherhood, a wife learning to balance family and self, a reader seeking quiet moments, and a woman beginning to redefine who she was beyond the titles she cherished most. You knew someone evolving, growing, and searching for pieces of herself she didn’t want to lose.

If you know me today, you know a mother of three littles, a wife, a book lover, a casual runner once again, a coffee enthusiast, and a traveler at heart—still chasing the dream of bringing writing back into my life.

In May 2026, I chose to step away from Facebook and Instagram and return to the things that make me, me.

This space is my way of reconnecting with old passions, embracing new chapters, and sharing the beautiful ordinary moments in between. I love working out to be strong. I love losing myself in a good book in the quiet hours of night when my kids are resting safe in their beds. I love my traveling and exploring new places with my husband. I adore coffee. I love a new outfit. I love new hobbies – sewing, painting, hand embroidery, scrapbooking. I hope to share as much of it here as I can, while still enjoying life without Facebook and Instagram and being as present as possible with my babies.

My goal is to not turn the act of living into a performance. My goal is to share the good stuff when I can and when I want to – not for any particular audience. For me.

If you find yourself here, I hope you enjoy following along.

-kodi 

And just like that, the fire to write is back inside of me✨