There’s something about November that has always felt different to me. Maybe it’s the shift in the light, the unspoken pause before the holiday rush, or the way the air turns crisp enough to make everything feel a bit more intentional. But for me, November carries an extra layer of meaning; it’s my birthday month. And today, November 17, is that personal milestone I revisit every year.
Birthdays have a funny way of sneaking up with equal parts celebration and reflection. I’ve never been one for over-the-top fanfare, but I do love the subtle rituals this month brings: a slower morning, a moment of gratitude, a quiet check-in with myself about the year behind me and the one ahead. November gives permission to reset without pressure. It’s both an ending and a beginning, wrapped in soft autumn tones.
This time of year always inspires me creatively, too. Maybe it’s the seasonal shift, maybe it’s the internal one, but November sparks ideas—color palettes rooted in warmth, stories shaped by nostalgia, and designs that feel grounded and thoughtful. It’s a month that encourages depth and clarity, two things I try to bring into my work and into the way I see the world.
As I celebrate today, I’m also taking a moment to acknowledge the quiet wins, the unexpected turns, the growth that happened behind the scenes, and the people and projects that made this year meaningful. There’s something grounding about honoring the journey without rushing to define what’s next.
But looking forward is part of the ritual, too. I love the idea that the weeks ahead hold space for new creative directions, fresh color inspirations, and stories I haven’t written yet. November reminds me that possibility doesn’t have to be loud—it can be steady, intentional, and quietly exciting.
So here’s to another year. One I hope is full of purpose, creativity, and moments of genuine warmth. And here’s to November, the month that nudges me to celebrate where I’ve been while opening the door to whatever comes next.
