09/18/2026
My birthday was Monday, and it was also three years since the wreck that very easily could have ended differently.
Birthdays feel different now, especially since losing my dad last year. I look at old pictures of us and wonder where all that time went.
Then I look at Oliver, who keeps getting bigger no matter how many times I tell him to stop, and I wish it would all slow down a little.
So much of my life is tied to Bluegrass. I grew up here, watching my parents build this place and pour so much of themselves into it. Now I’m here with my mom and our crew, trying to take care of what they built, while Oliver grows up running around the same restaurant I did. Sometimes it’s hard to wrap my head around that.
Life has changed more in the last few years than I ever could have imagined. I’m incredibly lucky to still be here.
I didn’t really feel like celebrating my birthday this year. But I’m grateful I got another one.
Another year with my mom, Oliver, my sweet hunny, my family, our Bluegrass crew, and all of you who keep walking through these doors. Another year in this little restaurant that holds so much of my dad and our family’s life.
I think that’s what birthdays mean to me right now. Taking a minute to appreciate who’s here with me, even while I’m missing who isn’t.
Thank you to everyone who wished me a happy birthday, and to everyone who’s been part of this weird, beautiful little life and our Bluegrass family.
I’m really grateful I’m still here for it and I appreciate all of you. ❤️
