More to say.

Hi, I’m Kylie Steuben. I’m 24 years old (as of today) and this is my blog.

Is this vulnerable? Yes. Am I hoping it will be relatable, inspiring, and entertaining? Also yes. 

My hope for this blog is that by sharing my thoughts, someone will read what I’ve written and feel seen. I hope this sweet spot feels warm, cozy, and much like a slow Saturday afternoon. And for me, I hope this digital public journal encourages me to stay creative and do more of what I love. 

A few months ago, I published my first book. It was an incredible milestone and something I am so, so proud of. It details my story, my testimony of following Jesus, and the life lessons I’m carrying through my 20s. Years of journaling went into those pages. But, crazy enough, it would appear I still have more to say. Even after 187 pages pulled from 7+ journals, some entries didn’t make the cut. There are still sweet moments I’ve documented that no one has read. And while generally yes, journals are private and not meant to be read by others, I have quite a few that I believe were written for more than just my eyes. 

For me, journaling has always been a form of processing. And I think the beautiful part of processing through written word is that it can be reflected upon, revisited, and reread. Unlike a conversation with a loved one that ends and fades from memory, these journal entries stand the test of time. In their blue, black, and occasionally pink ink, they are bound by inspirational quotes and cutesy cover designs. They move with me from house to house, and from one stage of life to the next. 

In addition to sharing with you, I think that maybe… there are quite a few entries that God simply wants me to read again. To remember where I was not too long ago. In the process of combing through my entries, I’ll post some here. And others, I’ll read and flip the page knowing their purpose was to exist in that moment and nothing more. 

I hope the relatable emotions I post here will make you feel a little warmer inside, knowing you’re not alone. I am so glad you’re here.

You are loved by God, wonderfully made, and beautifully you. Don’t let someone else’s voice speak louder than what’s true.

Until next time…

hugs,

Kylie