Back on the Trail, Face to Face with Myself
For the women who have built full lives, and are still bold enough to want more
I found myself back on that trail today… the one I used to walk so often it felt like an extension of me. A quiet, familiar road I somehow stopped visiting. Not because I didn’t love it, but because life got busy. Too busy.
Somewhere along the way, the simplicity of just stepping outside and walking became something I had to schedule. Like everything else.
Lately, I barely feel like I have time for the basics. Even washing my hair properly feels like a luxury I have to plan for. And yet, I do it. I make the time. Because I have to. Because my life is full… beautifully full. But full in a way that requires intention, structure, and constant movement.
My kids. My work. My husband. My home. Myself. My mental well-being.
Every piece matters. Every piece demands something from me.
And so, for a while, this trail… this quiet space where I could just be… got left behind.
But today, on Good Friday, I came back.
And today, I didn’t come alone. I brought my kiddos with me ❤️
They rode alongside me on their bikes, full of energy, moving forward without hesitation… a quiet reminder of why I keep going.
And as I walked, the thoughts came in waves.
I started thinking about what my life is… and what it isn’t.
What it is—without question—is full ✨
Full in all the ways that matter. Full of love. Full of respect. Full of deep, meaningful relationships with my family, my children, my friends, my coworkers. In that sense, my heart is exactly where it should be—overflowing.
I don’t feel like I’m missing anything there.
But then there’s the other side.
Professionally, I’m in a strong place. In many ways, the strongest I’ve ever been. I’ve been recognized. Seen. Valued. Recently nominated for one of the most prestigious awards in my field 🏆. Recognized as an influential woman in my profession.
And yet… there’s this quiet voice that keeps asking for more.
More meaning.
More connection.
More growth 📈
And I’ve been sitting with that question… Is it wrong to want more when you already have so much?
I don’t think it is.
I think it’s who I’ve always been.
That same voice has been with me since my early 20s. The one that said: don’t settle. Stay hungry. Keep going. There’s always another level.
And I’ve listened to her every time.
Even when life tried to knock me down.
Because life has a way of doing that, doesn’t it?
Boom — you’re a single mom.
Boom — you’re on your own.
Boom — you have cancer.
Boom — you survive, but your life will never be the same.
Boom — another challenge. Another test. Another moment where you could choose to break.
And every single time, I didn’t.
Not because it was easy. Not because I wasn’t scared. But because something in me refused to stay down.
There is a will inside of me that life has not been able to shake 💪
And as I walked that trail today, I realized something.
That same will is what’s pulling me forward now.
Not because something is missing, but because something is calling.
Calling me to more.
More impact.
More alignment.
More intention in how I show up… not just for everyone else, but for myself.
And the truth is, no one is going to map that path for me.
It’s mine to figure out.
Mine and my partner’s—to build the kind of life we know is possible for us and for our family.
Because everything I’ve fought through, everything I’ve survived, everything I’ve built—it was never just for me.
It was for them.
For my kids ❤️
So that one day, they grow up knowing that life will test you… but it doesn’t get to define you.
That nothing is impossible.
That you can take the hits, stand back up, and still choose to want more.
And not feel guilty about it.
So today, on that trail, I didn’t just come back to a place I used to walk.
I came back to a version of myself.
And I’m not done with her yet ✨
