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I have a teenager...

Should I just end this newsletter there?

Saying this out loud as I look over at my

incredible-now-13-year-old-teenage-mini I think, wow. How did I get here?

Saying that out loud as I look down at my adorable-nearly-3-month-old-baby-mini, I shake my head further and think, damn.

How did I get here?

Do you ever look around at your life and find yourself in awe of where you were, how far you've come, and where you've landed?

I do... often. Maybe now more than ever. And it fills me with such an immense amount of gratitude and disbelief with just how much can change over the course of a year.

What has stayed consistent?

You all. And my desire to serve, support, motivate and challenge you.

Summer schedules, travel opps, kids roaming free...

All of it challenges us to find the time to jump into class together.

And yet... here we are.

What do you see when you look back to where you were a year ago? How do you feel about where you're standing today?

Even if you don't have a teenager that terrifies you or a

baby that you've just birthed, I guarantee you've experienced some epic changes this past year that have helped define your life right now.

And if you've been a part of the BASE community, you've done it alongside us.

For me, experiencing these shifts knowing that I have you to fall back to has meant everything.

Makes appreciating where I've been and where I'm headed that much more significant.

It also grounds me in recognizing where

I am right now.

And honestly, I'm not sure there is

anywhere I'd rather be.


-B xo

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