05/27/2026
Today I turn 29. I feel so old and so very young, but I think that’s just what growing up feels like. The older we get, the more we realize, hey, this is it! We don’t get to a point where we magically know what we are doing. We get time, and we make choices on how to spend it.
Someone recently told me that I was brave.
I am proud of who I am, the skills I have grown, the things I have created, but this really struck me: the idea of bravery. We use that word constantly with kids; just this weekend, my sister and I were celebrating my two-year-older niece for being brave (she fed and pet a chicken… it was adorable). When did we stop calling ourselves brave, celebrating even the smallest of wins with a kind acknowledgment that you did something that was not easy, but that you likely grew stronger and wiser in the process? As a 29-year-old recent master's grad who expanded her business while juggling work and maintaining relationships, I have a lot to learn, but I'm proud of how brave I have been.
I think bravery has shown up in more places than I realized. I am often asked what inspired me to start MADE. And as long as the person asking the question has more than 2 minutes to spare, I respond the same, “Well, it's easiest if we start from the beginning.“
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May we all choose to be brave.
Cheers,
Sarah
