09/01/2026
It’s time for me to make a heartfelt post. One I am totally against. One I cringe when think about posting. Oversharing is not my thing. I feel personal matters are to be, well, personal. I have never felt the world needed to hear or feel my burdens. Some things are not for anyone but my small circle of friends and family.
But today I am sharing a glimpse into the last year and a half. You deserve answers and frankly it’s time, whether it really is or not, it’s time for me to push forward. There are more people counting on me than just the person I am still grieving and how I have carried that daily.
This is where the guilt starts.
I have a wonderful family. I am extremely fortunate. I should never complain or compare. It feels selfish and unjust to grieve when I have a wonderful support system, loving family, and many, many reasons to be feel fortunate.
Nonetheless, I have been grieving. It caught me off guard and put me out of balance.
I am in my grieving era. And it sucks. It has sucked the life out of me at times. And that’s simply not my character.
How does this translate to Four Acre Clothing Co. Well, if you’ve been around here for a while, you know what our namesake means. You know that it’s near and dear to me and our family. And honestly, that’s been tough for me. I’ve distanced myself. I busied myself. I couldn’t process Four Acres and what it meant without my biggest supporter, my dad. The OG hype man, the salesperson, the ‘brand ambassador’, the guy who thought he should always have royalties.
We had a long couple years of caretaking, making hard decisions on his behalf and guilt for not standing my ground, when I should have for his sake, and frankly for my own too. Those are scars I will carry for a long time.
Today is his Birthday! I did the things I would have done with him. I tried to find some sort of meaning, some sort of peace. There’s been no peace.
Only my best attempt at covering up or hiding from the reality that is grief.
Today, as I walked out of the casino ( dad’s favorite birthday trip ) I saw a Four Acre Clothing Co shirt in the wild. It jolted me. I don’t believe he’s been here as a butterfly or a cardinal or whatever people say. But today I think that might have been my sign, ok sis, get your s**t together and back to work, the Four Acre Clothing Co depends on you!
So here we are!
I finalized four new designs today. I felt fabric for the first time in a long time. I cared.
So, We’re Back!
This fall collection will be amazing.
Thanks for sticking around. Thanks for the continued support and be ready for something that would make my dad proud.
Xo Xo
