16/01/2026
2016. Gosh. What a MASSIVE year.
The year I stepped away from corporate and launched my own business from a desk (my husband made thanks JR) that felt equal parts terrifying and exhilarating. The year I chose time over titles, flexibility over certainty, and being present over being busy.
It was river swims and mid-week adventures with my beautiful child. Taking him to the NGV on a weekday because I could. Running workshops. Flying to Sydney to speak at Curvy (and connecting with the brilliant IRL). Guest lecturing at RMIT for the first time and realising I had something worth sharing. Launching a sold-out event with the awesome at VIVID, having friends over for cheese and chats, completing another 10km run, planning dads 80th midweek with mum, visiting Tasmania on a whim, saying yes to all the opportunities and thinking, maybe this life - where work is just a part of it and I have time for loved ones - could really work.
It was also heartbreak. A pregnancy so deeply wanted, and a loss that stayed with me quietly, even as everything else kept moving. Saying a sudden goodbye to my husband’s Aunty Joyce, who was such a huge influence in our lives and such an inspiration to me as a woman.
And it was hosting my first full, extended family Christmas for 20+ people. Doing all the cooking so Mum didn’t have to. Not knowing then that it would be our last Christmas with her.
Looking back, 2016 wasn’t just the start of a business. It was the beginning of a life built with more intention, more courage, and more room for what truly mattered.
Some years change everything.
This was one of them.