The Grandparent I Needed: The Grandparent I Hope to Be
Before I ever became “Nana,” I was shaped by two extraordinary grandparents who raised me with love, steadiness, and grace. Now, I get to carry their lessons forward — becoming the kind of grandparent who offers safety, presence, and unconditional love.
What I Learned in My Grandparents’ Kitchen
My grandparents’ kitchen wasn’t fancy or spotless, but it was alive — filled with food, stories, and love that spilled into every corner. It’s where I learned life skills, family traditions, and the kind of generosity that money can’t buy.
Love, Evolved: The Seasons of Marriage and What Endures
We were just 19 when we got married — full of stubborn dreams and wild hope. Thirty-one years later, love looks different. Softer. Sacred. This is a reflection on how marriage evolves through the hardest and holiest seasons, and why I’d still choose him all over again.
Nobody Warned Me About the Quiet
No one warned me about the quiet that follows motherhood — the hush that settles over your home and your heart once the kids are gone. It's not just silence; it’s space. Space to ask, “Who am I now?” This isn’t emptiness. It’s the beginning of rediscovery.
Welcome to Midlife in Mabank!
The Road to Midlife
Not long ago, I was out driving, just me, the road, and the wide-open East Texas sky, when it hit me: midlife isn’t a pause or a detour. It’s the road itself. And around every curve, the view gets a little richer.
Who I Am
I’m Brandy. I’m 50. I’m a respiratory therapist, wife, mom, and Nana; all rolled into one real woman figuring it out as I go. I live in a small town with a big heart and even bigger stories to tell.
Why This Space Exists
This space was born from those stories: the messy, beautiful, surprising ones that show up when the kids are grown, the mirror tells the truth, and the world starts asking, “Now what?”
What You’ll Find Here
At Midlife in Mabank, we don’t fight aging. We honor it. We laugh at the absurd stuff. We talk about the hard things. And we hold space for each other through every season, even the sweaty, hormonal, middle-of-the-night ones.
Here, you’ll find:
Honest reflections
Wellness that makes sense
Encouragement that doesn’t feel cheesy
A community of women who know midlife isn’t about fading out; it’s about finally showing up
Come Sit With Me
So pour a cup, get comfortable, and stay awhile. We’ve got plenty to talk about. 💙