Returning With Clarity

The last two months asked more of me than usual. October and November were full in a way that didn’t leave much space around the edges. Work at Transy was in a heavy season — decisions, direction setting, steady leadership, the kind of days that require presence instead of performance. And woven through all of it was my daughter’s wedding, with its joy, logistics, emotion, and its own quiet gravity.

Something had to rest.
I had to make a conscious decision to set writing down for a bit — not because I didn’t want to write, but because I didn’t have the energy to do it the way I want to do it: grounded, present, and true. Writing from depletion has never given me clarity. Writing from pressure has never given me my voice. So I put it gently on the shelf and focused on what needed me most.