To my dearest Time Intentional readers and friends,

I have some news, so let’s rip the Band-Aid off: I've decided to stop publishing Time Intentional on a regular schedule.

I know this likely feels abrupt because you see the issues week after week. What you don’t see are the weekly internal debates I have with myself about whether it’s time to give it a rest. 

When I started Time Intentional, I was carrying a lot of unspoken thoughts and feelings about grief and about my grandparents. I started a personal blog back in 2016 (you could say it was the earliest version of this newsletter), and quit writing after a few posts. It felt unfinished. This newsletter gave those remaining stories somewhere to go. It gave me a place to write about Janet, Dale, and John, and thanks to all of you, I feel I was able to give those stories a good home. I’m at peace with the unsettled feelings I once had.  

At the same time, I started Time Intentional during (what I didn’t know would be) a tough year in our home, and this newsletter was one of the places I could go to feel steady. It gave me solace during a season when I needed somewhere to focus my energy.

I'm in a different season now. Transparently, the weekly deadline that felt like a gift now feels like another chore. I want to make room for other kinds of creativity, for rest, and for intentional time in my own life that doesn't come with a rigid newsletter publishing schedule.

Everything I've written will continue to live on the website. More importantly, Time Intentional rests on the foundation that a meaningful life is built now, not deferred to some retirement that isn't guaranteed to any of us. I lost three of my grandparents before they reached theirs. That philosophy doesn't require a weekly email to be true, and it doesn't require me to be the one writing about it for you to practice it yourself.

So this isn't really goodbye. I imagine I'll write here again someday, when there’s something worth sharing. But not on a schedule.

Thank you for reading. Thank you for supporting me, my heart, and my grandparents' stories. This project will always mean the world to me — and so will you, for being here for it.

Sending all my love,

Alyssa