A Season of Change (and a Whole Lot of Feelings)
This week’s post is going to be a little more personal than usual. If you're here just for home inspiration and DIY updates, feel free to skip this one—I totally get it. Come back next week for regularly scheduled design content. But if you’re someone who’s walking through a season of transition too—or just need a little reminder that it’s okay to feel a lot of things at once—this one’s for you.
Lately, I’ve been living in the space between endings and beginnings. After ten years at my current school, a place that has shaped me deeply as a person and a professional, Billy and I have made the bittersweet decision to move cities. This job has been more than a job—it’s been a home. The relationships I’ve built with coworkers, students, and families have meant the world to me. Saying goodbye has been harder than I expected, and every final meeting or hallway conversation feels like a little heartbreak.
On top of that, I’ve been navigating the strange emotional rollercoaster of interviewing for new positions while trying to end this chapter well. There’s a lot of pressure to finish strong, to soak in every last moment, and still plan for what’s next. And just when I thought my nerves might get the best of me, I received a job offer—the very same day this year’s seniors graduated. It felt like a small moment of serendipity, a gentle reminder from the universe that things were aligning just as they should.
Still, the nerves haven’t gone away.
And as if changing jobs wasn’t enough, we just put our current home on the market.This home has been our safe haven—filled with memories, imperfect projects, and all the warmth of everyday life. Letting go of it has been an emotional tug-of-war. This was the first house I ever purchased. The first thing that felt genuinely mine and I have poured my heart and soul into it. While I don’t actually want to move, but I know it’s the right next step.
The house we’re moving to? It’s not my dream home. At least, not yet. But I’m holding onto hope—hope that with time, care, and creativity, we’ll shape it into something uniquely us. It’s not just about curb appeal or square footage. It’s about building something meaningful. Again.
And maybe the hardest part of it all?
Uprooting my life and starting fresh in a new town. I’m nervous about making friends, finding community, and figuring out what “normal” looks like in a place that’s unfamiliar. Leaving behind the people and rhythms that have been part of my every day feels a little like stepping off a cliff—even though I know there’s solid ground somewhere below.
So if you’re in a similar season of transition—career changes, new towns, homes that don’t quite feel like home yet—know you’re not alone. I’m feeling all of it too: the grief, the excitement, the anxiety, and the hope.
Thank you!
Thanks for holding space for something a little different this week. And for bearing with us as we took a pause to care for our girl, Chloe. I’ll be back next time with fresh home updates and inspiration—but for now, I’m just taking a deep breath and walking forward, one step at a time.
