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You guys. I meant to update you on this for weeks but then I was trying to finish my next book’s manuscript while being sick and fatigued during my first trimester, then all that seemed like it was for nothing when we unexpectedly lost the baby, and the last few weeks have been so full of grief and physical trauma (a story for another time) that I haven’t even checked.... But back in May I told you that I had set a goal to sell 100K copies of my book in the first year of its existence. That seemed like a stretch but achievable goal... Well then with everything that happened I forgot to check... Today I remembered. I pulled up my publisher’s author dashboard to see we actually surpassed that goal — Own Your Everyday exceeded over 100,000 copies sold 😭😭😭 As much as career goals have seemed so insignificant compared to the 💩 we’ve walked through this year, I’m thankful I checked and it reminded me that even in the hard times, dreams and milestones are STILL worth celebrating. So thank you. Thank you for helping us get Own Your Everyday beyond 100K. Couldn’t do this without you — love you ❤️ PS. It’s only $9 on Amazon right now if you wanna snag a copy 😘
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The big reveal: our master bath project is finished 🎉 I’ve really wanted to invest all the energy from pain to create beauty in other spaces of life this year — and now we are either renovating our old farmhouse into a dream forever house or getting it ready to sell. Can’t decide. Anyway, this has really given me something to celebrate for the first time in a few weeks and it’s so exciting to see this vision come to life. 😭🙌 Swipe to see some in-progress and before pictures from when we bought the house 🙈➡️ SO what do you think?
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I’ve found that faith and logic (or maybe it’s fear) are at war within me. Faith says to keep trusting, hoping, and believing. Logic says, “Don’t be such an idiot.” I don’t necessarily need coaxing or persuading one way or the other. I think this is just how grief is — it’s just where I’m at 🤷🏽♀️ And I think an honest wrestling is better than fabricated cliches. And if anything, I’m having to offer myself the same invitation I offered others for years: “Your brokenness is welcome here.” I’m just letting myself embrace the suck, be broken, and not try to come up with “lessons learned” or inspiring things to say. Simultaneously, I’m finding that I’m forced to navigate grief by taking life one day at a time, or as I’ve said once or twice or a thousand times: “Own Your Everyday.” It’s always humbling when life hands you unexpected ways to embrace your own messages. Oh, the irony. #OwnYourEveryday #YourBrokennessisWelcomeHere
