05/10/2026
Yesterday, Maddy and Lincoln spoiled me with a trip to the pottery festival and it was such a special day 🤍 We slowly wandered booth to booth looking at the most beautiful handmade pieces, and I came home with this gorgeous vase from that I already know I’ll treasure for a very long time.
The second I started placing flowers into it this morning, I immediately found myself looking forward to finally sitting down with my flower arranging class so I can properly do this vase justice 😍
But sitting here arranging flowers this morning also made me reflect on how much Petunia has grown from something deeply personal.
Mother’s Day will probably always carry both warmth and ache for me. After losing my mom, flowers became one of the few things that helped me find little glimpses of beauty again. Petunia was born from that heartbreak. From trying to heal. From learning how to keep tending to something even when life felt heavy.
And somehow, what started from grief slowly turned into joy, connection, community, and purpose. That will never be lost on me.
Today I’m thinking about all the mamas, the bonus moms, the grandmas, the women who love and care for others so deeply, and also the people carrying quiet grief today. The ones missing their moms. The ones wishing they could hug them one more time. The ones navigating loss, longing, or complicated feelings around today.
I hope today meets you gently 🤍
Happy Mother’s Day 🌸
And to my sweet kiddos and David, thank you for such a thoughtful day yesterday and for loving me so well. You made this mama very, very happy 💗