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If you would’ve asked me at the beginning of this year what the next twelve months would look like, I would’ve been completely wrong. This year stretched me. It surprised me. It broke me open in ways I didn’t expect—and then rebuilt me stronger than I ever imagined. On July 14th , I walked away from a job I truly thought I’d be at forever. A place I poured my heart into. A place I believed was home. Leaving was one of the hardest decisions I’ve ever made. And like most big tr

Christmas through a child’s eyes really is its own kind of magic. The lights. The cookies. The random Amazon boxes on the porch. The music. The unwavering belief that a large bearded man flies through the sky every night in December just to monitor their behavior. Kids fully commit to this storyline — no plot holes, no logistics, no follow-up questions. Just pure confidence that Santa is watching you while you sleep and somehow managing toy production in his spare time. And I

I get asked all the time, “How do you run a business with kids? How do you balance everything? How do you find the time?” The truth is — I don’t do it alone. TriLuxe is not built on one woman’s shoulders. It is built on the strength, grit, compassion, and creativity of an incredible group of women who show up every day with big hearts, big dreams, and a willingness to try. This business was never meant to be a one-woman show. It was always meant to be a collective — a team of

Embracing the Unexpected Every once in a while, life throws something at you that makes the whole world go quiet. No warning. No build-up. No time to mentally prepare. Just one phone call, one diagnosis, one moment — and suddenly your heart is in your throat. Your plans don’t matter. Your family becomes the only thing you can think about. That was our family this week. Our Aunt Jan — the bright, funny, picture-taking, adventure-starting, “y’all come over!”, “what happens o

Motherhood is beautiful, but let’s be real—it’s also the hardest thing I’ve ever done. Both of my boys are IVF babies. I went through...

Let’s rewind to many years ago, when I was a newer ER nurse still finding my rhythm. I was confident, eager, and maybe just a little too...

Picture this: it’s 2 a.m., the ER is packed, call lights are dinging, and someone’s yelling “We need a crash cart—NOW!” That’s the...