Mosaic

What Wealth Really Means to Me

What Wealth Really Means to Me

After dropping my daughter off at school, I sat in the parking lot, frozen between past and present—remembering the ache of letting go and redefining what wealth really means. Not...

What Wealth Really Means to Me

After dropping my daughter off at school, I sat in the parking lot, frozen between past and present—remembering the ache of letting go and redefining what wealth really means. Not...

Kid, age 3, riding a tricycle through a puddle

When Your Three-Year-Old Reminds You How to Live

After days of rain, my daughter spotted a puddle—and what happened next reminded me how to slow down, say yes, and see joy in the ordinary. Sometimes, the smallest teachers...

When Your Three-Year-Old Reminds You How to Live

After days of rain, my daughter spotted a puddle—and what happened next reminded me how to slow down, say yes, and see joy in the ordinary. Sometimes, the smallest teachers...

What the Breeze Taught Me About Being Present

What the Breeze Taught Me About Being Present

I'm sitting outside, listening to my daughter laugh, and for a moment, time folds in on itself. I remember being a child—free, present, and wild with joy. This ordinary afternoon...

What the Breeze Taught Me About Being Present

I'm sitting outside, listening to my daughter laugh, and for a moment, time folds in on itself. I remember being a child—free, present, and wild with joy. This ordinary afternoon...

🌿Nature as Teacher: What the Outdoors Taught Me About Letting Go🌿

🌿Nature as Teacher: What the Outdoors Taught Me...

The first time I truly sobbed after losing my parents wasn’t at a funeral or in therapy—it was while watching ants carry crumbs beside a fallen tree branch. In that...

🌿Nature as Teacher: What the Outdoors Taught Me...

The first time I truly sobbed after losing my parents wasn’t at a funeral or in therapy—it was while watching ants carry crumbs beside a fallen tree branch. In that...

“My Birthday Is My New Year: Notes From a Daughter, a Mother, and a Muse”

“My Birthday Is My New Year: Notes From a Daugh...

“My Birthday Is My New Year” is a soul-baring reflection from Nicole—a daughter, a mother, and a muse—reclaiming her birthday not just as a celebration, but as a sacred reset....

“My Birthday Is My New Year: Notes From a Daugh...

“My Birthday Is My New Year” is a soul-baring reflection from Nicole—a daughter, a mother, and a muse—reclaiming her birthday not just as a celebration, but as a sacred reset....

April Showers Bring May Flowers… And Sis, Your Bloom Season is Here 🌸✨

April Showers Bring May Flowers… And Sis, Your ...

This is your reminder—you don’t have to rush the bloom. Roots grow in silence. Petals unfold on their own time. Keep watering yourself. 

April Showers Bring May Flowers… And Sis, Your ...

This is your reminder—you don’t have to rush the bloom. Roots grow in silence. Petals unfold on their own time. Keep watering yourself.