My personal journey

“Some weeks take everything you’ve got, and somehow you still keep showing up.” Sun-Up to Sun-Down This week was a long one — the kind that starts before sunrise and doesn’t quit until you’re staring at the clock wondering when you last sat down. Most of my days were spent getting ready for Saturday’s craft show  — wrapping, labeling, stacking, checking my lists, and then checking them again. The kind of week that smells like tallow and coffee and feels like living proof that

A Week That Tested My Heart and My Hands This week isn’t about the highlight reel. It’s not about pretty photos or perfectly labeled bars — it’s about the truth behind them. The kind of truth that sits heavy on your chest while you’re sitting at your table, surrounded by chaos and coffee cups, doing your best to hold it all together. It’s been a long, emotional week. Between labeling bars, printing labels, tying bows, and staging for the show, I’ve felt every ounce of exhaust

From heartbreak and loss to purpose and creation — Brushwood Corners grew from the dirt into a small business rooted in tradition, crafting handmade soaps that nurture both skin and spirit.