ABOUT ME

There was once a time I wrote, “I’ve got this plan to change the world and I believe it can be done, one person at a time.”

The truth is, I’m not sure who that person is anymore.
Motherhood, work, and a few thousand ordinary days later, I’m still figuring that out.

It feels unfamiliar but also strangely familiar. Like bumping into an old version of myself and wondering if she’d still recognise me. So I’ve decided to write again. Not to teach, not to impress, but to rediscover. To make sense of the in-between, where faith and family and identity all live together.

Maybe this is a continuation of the old story.
Or maybe it’s a beginning.

Who I Am

I’m Sarah Joy.

I write for a living, but more than that, I write because I can’t not. Words have always been how I make sense of things.

By day, I work in marketing and storytelling, helping brands speak more humanly. As a work from home mum, I’m learning how to do the same at home at the same time; to show up with more grace, more laughter, and a little less hurry.

I love slow mornings (when they happen), singing in the car, and deep conversations that skip small talk. I believe people are mostly good, and even when they’re not, I still want to believe again tomorrow.

I’m learning that both hope and heartbreak can sit at the same table.

What This Space Is

This isn’t a blog full of advice or how-tos.
It’s a collection of notes from the journey. Faith, motherhood, creativity, and learning to live with intention in the middle of all the noise.

You’ll find reflections on:

  • finding God in the everyday

  • building small systems that make life flow

  • raising curious, kind kids

  • and figuring out who we’re becoming along the way

If you’ve ever felt like you’re doing your best and still wondering if it’s enough, you’re not alone.

A Few Random Things

  • I work in communications, where words meet purpose.

  • I have two boys who remind me daily that joy is loud and grace is necessary.

  • I still want to learn to dance.

Thanks for being here.
Maybe together, we’ll still change the world. One small, honest moment at a time.

🩶
Sarah Joy


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