F is nearly 16, E’s almost two, and S is finishing his “threenager” phase. Between daycare drop-offs, high school prep, and even rappelling off a building, life’s been full—and writing slipped away.

This summer was more sunshine and sticky ice cream hands than client work, and honestly, I’m grateful. As the school year starts, I’m hopeful routine brings space to write again—about the little things I’ve missed sharing.