Why this Why now

As a girl, I loved having pen pals.

I remember the quiet thrill of receiving a letter — an envelope traveled from somewhere else, carrying a life, a voice, a small piece of another world.

I’m trying to recreate that joy now.

Something Slower. More Human 🌷.

Because somewhere between roles and responsibilities, I felt parts of myself growing quiet.

This isn’t about reinvention or hustle. It’s about remembering.

Growth doesn’t always need an audience.

Sometimes it just needs space 🌷 writing here...