If February had a theme, it would be “Hold my coffee, I got this.”
Looking back, this month was an absolute whirlwind. Not just any whirlwind, the kind that sweeps you up, spins you around, and drops you somewhere new, slightly dizzy but grinning like you just pulled off something spectacular. And honestly? We did.
•Guest curator on Hive? I got accepted, boom! There I was, curating on spaghetti legs. (was I ready for it? No. Did I embrace it? Absolutely. Did I enjoy it, most definitely)
•One kid working at a Michelin-starred restaurant the whole month? Yes, I’ll take that with a side of “proud mom moment,” thank you very much, and with little hours of sleep.
•Daughter handling her revalidation, hospital visits, and exams? She tackled it like a champ, and I got a front-row seat. Waiting, always waiting.
•Business busier than usual? Bring it on. More clients, more growth, more moments of, “Wait, do I have time to breathe? Eh, maybe later.”
And then there’s Hive.
Let’s talk about that for a second. My account grew, my posts reached more people, and, most importantly, I met some of the most beautiful souls. Real connections, real conversations, real community. If February had me spinning plates in the real world, Hive was where I could drop one and someone would catch it, smile, and say, “Got you.” And now the sun is shining, so nothing can break my spirit.
That growth chart? Oh, I see it. That big spike? That was me kicking off the month. The steady climb? That’s trust, consistency, and showing up. And those little green bars? Probably coffee-fueled blog sessions, or just the universe giving me a high-five in chart form.
So, February, you threw a lot at me. And yet, look at us. Still standing. Still thriving. Still laughing in the face of exhaustion.
March, you better come prepared. Because if February couldn’t take us down, you don’t stand a chance.
