His Favorite Daughter

I launched my digital journal on my 43rd birthday.
It was wild and beautiful and exhausting in the best way.

I stayed up way too late the night before making sure everything was functioning right on the website. The kind of “I can’t sleep till I double check everything for the 10th time” energy. Not because I was aiming for perfection—but because I cared. Because this wasn’t just a project. It was obedience.

Then came real life.

I woke up to a toddler on day 2 of a stomach bug and ended up declining breakfast from my sweet husband because I couldn’t even keep down a banana. Glamorous launch day vibes, I know.

But you know what? I still showed up.

I worked from my bed (shout out to technology), took a four-hour nap when my body needed it, and somehow managed to get up, shower, and walk out just in time for a beautiful dinner prepared by my family—complete with two homemade cakes.

That’s what launch day looked like for me. Not the Pinterest version, but the faithful one.

And here’s what I keep coming back to:
The impact is not in the analytics.
It’s in the obedience.
It’s in the faithfulness to finish what God asked you to start.

As a three-time college dropout, an entrepreneur without a 9–5, someone who has fought past imposter syndrome and uncertainty, I felt the Father's love so tangibly. I felt like His favorite daughter.

Not because of the success—but because of the surrender.

So wherever you're at today, I just want you to know—He sees you too.
You’re not behind. You’re not too late.
You are deeply loved, wildly known, and fully favored.