something happened this week


Hi Reader,

Something happened this week that I want to tell you about.

I've been having a hard few days, kind of like when life feels like it's moving faster than you're ready for and you're just trying to keep up. I won't go into all of it, but I will say that some seasons have a way of reminding you what really matters, and this has been one of those weeks for me.

In the middle of it, I posted something on Instagram about a walk I took in the woods, about being a lifelong people pleaser who finally gave herself permission to do something just for herself, and I tagged Mel Robbins because her book honestly changed something in me when I needed it most.

She commented.

The verified blue check, the real Mel Robbins, took a moment to say she was sorry about my mom and my dog, that she was glad The Let Them Theory helped me through it, and that she was sending love. I sat there staring at my phone for a full minute.

It sounds small maybe. But when you've been building something for a year and a half, showing up consistently even when the results feel slow, a moment like that lands differently. It felt like a push to keep going.

This week on the blog I published two posts that came straight from the heart. The first is about what moving forward after loss actually looks like, and why the phrase "moving on" never sat right with me. The second is a refresh of one of my earliest posts about how I turned all that sadness into something, this blog, this community, something I'm genuinely proud of.

Both of them are about the same thing really. Carrying what you love with you instead of being asked to leave it behind.

I've also been turning something over in my mind lately, an idea about helping women in midlife find their thing. The one thing that feels like theirs in a season where everything else has changed. I'm not ready to share all of it yet, but I wanted to plant that seed here first, with you, because you'd be the first ones I'd want to bring it to.

More on that soon.

Read this week's posts here:
Moving Forward After Loss
Turning Sadness Into Something Beautiful

and if you missed my Mel Robbins letter, you can read it here → Dear Mel Robbins: You Wrote a Book That Felt Like It Was Written For Me, So I Wrote You Back

Have a great weekend,

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I'm Lynn, a midlife wife and mom of two, writing honestly about the real stuff: empty nest, aging parents, loss, change, and figuring out who you are now. Just real life, and moving forward from here. Grab my free guide, When A Season Ends, and get The Weekly Joy in your inbox after that.

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