I started this space as a way to sit with myself—and maybe help you do the same.

I’m not here to sell a perfect lifestyle. I’m here to tell the truth about what it’s like to make room for yourself after years of making yourself small.

I travel, sometimes. I pause, often. I take myself to cricket matches and bagel shops. I plan carefully, because I like to know what I’m walking into. I still get nervous going out in public sometimes. I still go.

I write for women who are looking back with compassion and looking ahead with quiet hope. Women who are learning that solitude isn’t a failure—it’s a kind of freedom.

If you’re starting a new chapter, or still wondering what the last one meant, I hope you’ll stay. There’s always room in the other seat.