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The final stretch of the year always feels like controlled chaos, doesn’t it? We have just two months left in 2025, and everyone’s scrambling; checking boxes, revisiting resolutions, and trying to squeeze meaning into the last few pages of the calendar. Honestly? I haven’t even looked back at my list of goals for the year. But here’s…

Do you know that moment when you decided to take a break, without leaving primary responsibilities behind? This for example means still going to work and my home responsibilities are still conducted, but saying no to any church responsibilities that isn’t just attending church and attending every community event and helping everyone that asks.
Life feels like series of moments strung together, and each dream I chase is a spark that lights the path forward.
I grew up with two of the most loving parents a child could ask for. They had different parenting styles, but together they created a foundation that shaped me into who I am today. My mom was the type of woman who thought about all of us—her children—before she thought about herself. She always looked…
What I didn’t realize at the time was just how much losing my hobbies made me feel like I had lost a part of myself, if not my whole self. Hobbies aren’t just little side activities. They’re anchors. They remind us of who we are outside of school, work, and responsibility.
Weekends are like little mini stories—plot twists, quiet chapters, and sometimes a cliffhanger or two. This weekend? It gave me a kava headache I’ll never sign up for again, a sunset yoga session that completely shifted my perspective, a spa night full of masks for every body part imaginable, and an expensive reminder that my…
Going through another weekend, looking to forget what happened during the week and enjoy the two days, I have that should be peaceful.
At the moment, I am experiencing a period of growth. My focus is on developing myself and discovering ways to become a better person. It’s strange to realize that after 25 years, the most important lesson I’ve learned is to live life by applying all the knowledge I’ve gained to grow and improve myself. This…
I love and hate the term “guilty pleasures.” Why guilty? They’re things you adore, sometimes so much you feel guilty about indulging, or worse, overindulging. Writing this list, I thought it’d be hard to come up with ten… but now I could probably write twenty.
July was a month of resets. I let go of a second job, reworked my Flourish Mag schedule to once a year, and kept my spending low while focusing on what truly matters. I stayed consistent at the gym, carved out time for Bible study, and kept creating through sketches. Now August is for intentional…
Let’s talk about money. It feels like everyone is constantly complaining about being broke, and I’ll admit—I’m guilty too. The economy isn’t exactly thriving, and navigating this financial…

Do you know that moment when you decided to take a break, without leaving primary responsibilities behind? This for example means…
Life feels like series of moments strung together, and each dream I chase is a spark that lights the path forward.
I grew up with two of the most loving parents a child could ask for. They had different parenting styles, but…
What I didn’t realize at the time was just how much losing my hobbies made me feel like I had lost…
Weekends are like little mini stories—plot twists, quiet chapters, and sometimes a cliffhanger or two. This weekend? It gave me a…
Going through another weekend, looking to forget what happened during the week and enjoy the two days, I have that should…
At the moment, I am experiencing a period of growth. My focus is on developing myself and discovering ways to become…
I love and hate the term “guilty pleasures.” Why guilty? They’re things you adore, sometimes so much you feel guilty about…
July was a month of resets. I let go of a second job, reworked my Flourish Mag schedule to once a…
August arrived quietly, but I didn’t truly step into it until a week in—after shaking off a stubborn summer cold. Now,…