Some days your body speaks louder than your mind.

For the past two days I felt incredibly nauseous and lightheaded. I tried to push through it at first. I took medication and even went into work, but after dropping my son off at school I realized my body was asking for something very simple: stop.

So today I stopped.

Today is my wellness day.

I am lying on a lawn chair in the sun, wearing whatever is comfortable, eyes closed, listening to the quiet of nature. My mind usually moves fast. Owning a business means there are always a thousand moving pieces running through my head at once. What flowers should I buy this week? How many stems? Who is coming in to work? Which blog needs to be posted? Which email needs to be written? My book launches in six days. My son needs to get to school on time. Homework needs to be done. Horses need exercise. Clients need flowers.

But today I told myself something important.

Health comes first.

When you run a company and carry responsibility for so many things, it can be easy to forget that your own well-being is the engine that keeps everything moving. Without health, nothing else works.

Lying in the sun today, I began thinking about the moment I am standing in right now.

In six days my book, Flower Energy: Channeling the Healing Power of Blooms, will be released globally. Thousands of copies will sit on coffee tables, be given as gifts, and be read by people I may never meet.

Writing this book was one of the hardest things I have ever done.

It required showing up emotionally and mentally during a time in my life that was full of highs and lows. Business pressures. Financial worries. Questions about relationships. Raising my son as a single mother while trying to build something meaningful for the world.

The truth is, I did not do it alone.

It took an incredible team. My agent. My branding team. An extraordinary ghostwriter who helped shape my thoughts. Legacy photographers. Flower farms that trusted me with their stories. Editors who helped refine every page.

It truly took a village.

As I sit here today in the quiet sunlight, I think about my grandfather. He always dreamed of writing about his life during World War II in England. I remember him sitting at the computer trying to figure out how to tell his story.

That memory stayed with me.

Now here I am, holding my own story in print.

Flowers have always been my safe place. Since I was a little girl, I felt something different around them. I felt energy. I felt peace. Being surrounded by flowers made me feel protected, like nothing in the world could harm me.

That is why I wrote Flower Energy. Flowers are not just beautiful. They carry messages, frequencies, and emotional medicine. They guide us if we learn how to listen.

My father always told me everyone has a superpower. He believed mine was manifestation. For years I thought my gift was simply feeling energy, but in reality it was learning how to turn that energy into something real.

And today I am seeing it unfold.

I am the official florist at the Fairmont in Santa Monica, a hotel I dreamed about working with for years. They are hosting one of my High Tea book events, which feels surreal.

I am going on a book tour, signing books at beautiful legacy bookstores like Pages in Manhattan Beach and Book Passage in the Bay Area. I am being invited to speak at events, garden parties, and private gatherings.

All because of flowers.

My personal life has been evolving alongside this journey. I am planning my wedding and asking myself what truly matters. Do I want a big celebration? Something intimate? A honeymoon somewhere special? What does the most meaningful day of my life actually look like?

These are beautiful questions to sit with.

I also find myself reflecting on the people who helped make this life possible.

My late landlord, Dr. Putman, who supported my business through difficult times. His kindness allowed Magical Blooms to continue growing. His friend Glen Rogers has been another incredible supporter, and I have been praying for him while he is in the hospital. Some people enter your life as quiet angels.

My investor Rajesh, who holds my hand through the numbers side of business and helps guide me toward financial clarity.

My dear friend Mitch Grossman, who listens without judgment and loves me unconditionally. Everyone deserves a friend like that.

And of course, my son Jack.

Driving him to school this morning I told him how lucky I am to be his mom. He is responsible, disciplined, kind, and thoughtful. He works out, shows up on time, and surrounds himself with good people. Watching him grow into a young man has been one of the greatest joys of my life.

And then there is Gil, the man I will marry. Like any relationship we have had our highs and lows, but love truly is the glue that holds us together. He believes in health, discipline, and routine. At one point I thought that sounded boring. Now I realize it is the foundation for a beautiful life.

Most importantly, he loves Jack and will stand beside him as a father.

Looking back, there were many moments when I could have given up.

Times when taxes were overwhelming. When the wedding and event side of my business changed. When algorithms shifted and my website traffic dropped. When ego or exhaustion could have convinced me to stop trying.

But I kept showing up.

I kept showing up for my clients who believed in me. For the flower farms that trusted me. For the community that has supported Magical Blooms for thirty years.

I started my business in a garage with five hundred dollars.

Thirty years later I am a professional florist, the owner of Magical Blooms, and now a published author with a global book release days away.

That realization feels surreal.

But as I sit here today, soaking up the sun on this wellness day, I realize something simple and profound.

The most important things in life are not the milestones.

The most important things are health, family, friendship, and love.

When you follow what you truly love, the rest has a way of unfolding.

And for me, it all began with flowers.