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A new year always feels like a pause and a push forward all at once. Time keeps moving, whether we are ready or not. It carries us closer to what is next while quietly pulling us farther from what once was. This year marks our second year without my brother Boyd. Time can feel cruel in that way. But it can also be gentle. Healing does happen, even when the ache remains. A Gift of Connection This Christmas, my sister-in-law gave me something that belonged to Boyd. I know what

# Create Your Merry Little Gnomie: A Step-by-Step Guide ## Introduction to the Merry Little Gnomie Kit Note: This post is for Pinners Conference and Expo attendees who took my class and did not have time to finish their Merry Little Gnomies. If you would like a kit, please contact me at suziesewssunshine@gmail.com . I was able to piece a few extras together after the conference. As promised! Here is the video a customer made of me giving a quick rundown of how to make the gn

October 12 marks one year since my brother left this world. It is a date that will always tug at my heart, but this year I am choosing to...

Lately, I’ve been reflecting on how much the world needs more kindness and understanding. The truth is, we never really know what someone...

The last time I saw my brother alive was on September 16, 2024 A year ago this week, I was preparing for some very special visitors. Boyd...

How We Can All Spread Awareness and Break the Silence Talk openly about mental health. Shame grows in silence. Share resources, tell...

A year ago, I didn’t know that September was Suicide Awareness Month. What a blissful naivety that was. It’s remarkable how quickly life...

The Joy of Creating Do you ever say that to yourself at a store? I can’t tell you how many times I’ve been out shopping or scrolling through a store display and thought to myself, “I think I could make that!” It’s almost a reflex at this point. I see something creative, useful, or decorative, and my brain immediately goes into problem-solving mode: how could I design it, what would I need, and how would I actually build it? That spark has carried over into so many areas of m

The first thing I remember completing on my own was a dress. Black with large green polka dots. It was bold. It was fun. It was me. I...

Not my mom's acutal machine, this photo is just about as close as I can get to what it looked like. Photo found on:...

I didn’t grow up close to my brother Boyd in the way some siblings do. He was twelve years older than me, just old enough to feel like...

A Story of Transformation Last week, I shared a story in my Sunday school class that I’ve carried quietly for years. It’s one of those...

The Shift Towards Authentic Living There’s something wild and wonderful that happens when you stop living your life to meet the...

Photo by Andria May Photography, Gilbert Family & Senior Photographer Hi, I’m Suzie, a nutrition nerd, fabric hoarder, swim mom, and...