About Me

At work - before I quit the job I had for many years - they used to call me the smiling girl.

It’s June 30th, 2025, as I write these words. Twelve days ago, I celebrated my birthday. I do it the same way every year, ever since my life changed - from very bad… to a life with someone who found in me the love he had been searching for his whole life.

So here’s my first idea - even before you subscribe to anything:

Celebrate your birthday. It doesn’t matter how old you are. Celebrate. Celebrate YOU.

Every year, on my special day, I choose to do, see, feel, or try something I’ve never done before. One new thing. One new experience. At least once a year. It’s my way of telling life: Thank you.

I love life - even when I’m sad, even when I cry. I still love the life I’ve been given to live. I’m forever grateful for everything that’s happened: the people, the moments, the wrong decisions, the tears. All of it. Thanks to all of that, I am who I am today.

It took me a hell of a long time to get here. And though I’m still on my way to the things I dream of, I’m learning to appreciate every part of this becoming.

It’s not easy. Oh no, not at all. Most of the time, I don’t know what I’m doing. But I’m still doing it.

Dreams and ideas have lived inside me for so long they’re tired of paying monthly rent in my head. They want to travel. To meet people. To have fun. To see the world. To live.

So here I am, talking to you - hoping that what I create will feel worth your time, your curiosity, and your money. Whether it’s a story in a membership, or a letter arriving in your mailbox, each piece is a love letter: to life, to you, to the dreams I’ve carried for so long.

Through writing, I am in service to others. I send out words of inspiration, hope, love, joy, understanding, faith, and strength.

Wherever you are, I hope you’re okay.

I hope you love your life, or at least believe that it can get better.

(It can always get better. Refuse the thought that says it can also get worse.)

 

Daydreamer,

Justine