Life Lately: Choosing My Own Right Time

How many times have you told yourself, “I’ll do it tomorrow”? How many dreams, plans, or adventures have you put off—waiting for the "right" moment? Lately, I’ve realized that tomorrow isn’t guaranteed.

The past few weeks have been a whirlwind. If you’ve followed the news, you may have seen that my husband’s missing cousin was found, and the person responsible for her death was arrested. Processing that has been heavy. At the same time, the early darkness of winter has weighed on me, making even 6 PM feel like bedtime after putting the animals away. It’s been hard, and I know I need to get into a better routine.

Last week was packed—filming a commercial for Freedom Kia, attending three Christmas parties, and sitting through more meetings than I can count. Social events are always complicated for me. When I get invited somewhere, I feel excited that someone thought of me—but as the event gets closer, I start stressing about going. It’s strange to me that people seem to genuinely like me, even enjoy my company.

Maybe it’s because I grew up as the kid who was never invited anywhere, always feeling like I didn’t belong. That feeling still lingers. But at these parties, something unexpected happened: people hugged me, shared stories about their families, and told me how much they’ve enjoyed following my journey.

And then—something that truly floored me—people told me that my blog has helped them.

I don’t get much feedback when I post, so I assumed I was just writing into the void. But hearing that my words made a difference reminded me why I started this in the first place. If I’m being honest, writing has helped me too. It forces me to slow down, process my thoughts, and be kinder to myself about things I’d normally stress over.

I remember standing outside one cold evening after putting the animals away, the air crisp and still, the sky stretching endlessly above me. It hit me how often I’ve told myself, “I’ll do it tomorrow.”

But what if tomorrow never comes?

We get so used to thinking we have time—that we can wait for the “right” moment, the perfect conditions, or a more stable season. But life doesn’t wait. Opportunities don’t wait. Time doesn’t wait.

I stood there that night, staring at the endless sky, and something shifted in me. I realized how much life I’d spent waiting—waiting for stability, for the perfect timing, for something outside of me to tell me it’s okay to start. But the only permission I need is my own.

I’m done waiting.

After pouring so much of my time, energy, and heart into The Local Market, only to be let down, I know I’ll never get that time or money back. But I can choose what comes next. I can choose to stop waiting for the perfect moment and start building something that brings me joy now.

I’m starting something new—a project at home that’s equal parts heart, adventure, and just a little bit wild. Something that fuels my soul and reminds me that even when life feels uncertain, I have the power to create something meaningful.

Here’s a little hint: It’s guaranteed to bring adventure, laughter, and a few surprises to the farm. 💫

What do you think it could be? Drop your guesses in the comments, and stay tuned—I can’t wait to share what’s coming next!

We don’t know how much time we have. We don’t know what tomorrow holds. But we do have today.

Let’s stop waiting. Let’s start building, dreaming, and living—today. What’s one thing you’ve been holding off on? Drop your thoughts in the comments—I can’t wait to hear your stories.