Being named to the AD100 again this year feels different.
For so long, I was climbing without feeling the ground beneath me, pushing, building, creating, but rarely stopping long enough to recognize any of it.
This past year has been a rebirth. A quiet one. A shedding of old beliefs, survival patterns, and the noise that kept me disconnected from myself. I’ve been learning to see through a new lens that isn’t driven by perfection or pressure, but by presence, curiosity, and truth.
My house is far from done, I’m still working through chronic health symptoms, my life isn’t tied in a bow, and yet for the first time in a long time, I am here. I can feel what I’ve built. I can see the fruits of my labor. I can recognize myself again.
Thank you @archdigest@amyastley@alevasseur1 for the honor, and more importantly, thank you to the part of me that finally slowed down enough to see it.
Kids’ bathrooms don’t get a lesser version of our process. We just have a little more fun with them. Same standards, more play…
(Still no shower niches in sight)
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