With KreatNou, Scott and I talked a lot about failure—that failure is okay, in fact, it’s good. When we fail, we should not quit, but instead recognize our potential for growth. We should take failure as a steppingstone to become better and better and better. nn All the greats have failed at some point. They weren’t amazing right out of the gait. They had to work at it. As Thomas Edison put it: “I haven’t failed, I have just found 10,000 ways that won’t work.” nn But, when yo

I love all things creative. So why couldn’t I do what KreatNou was doing, but as Sara Ann Comte? The thought hadn’t even crossed my mind. nn KreatNou failed. It didn’t work. How could I continue with something that clearly wouldn’t succeed? nn But then what? What do I focus on? n Identity Crisis I bought a blog course. After a lot of thought about what I want to do—I considered doing an MLM, freelance writing, web design for others—I settled on blogging. It’s what I love. It

I am embarrassed to admit so many things about this last year. The most embarrassing thing, though, is that I have let myself succumb to fear, anxiety, and depression (I’m not talking clinical). Yes, I get that these are things everyone experiences. We shouldn’t be embarrassed. It’s normal. And yet, we are. Right? n The Aftermath of a Failed Business When we decided to dissolve KreatNou, we did so quickly because a lot of money was going into it that we needed back. We shut d

I learned a long time ago that my expectations are rarely reality. And I’ve been okay with that. In fact, I prided myself in my adaptability and ability to stay positive in the midst of uncertainty. But this last year and a half has been a completely different story—one that has led to my belief in and desire to share “Live. Grow. Play. Create.” n The Back Story—It Started Over Two Years Ago Some of you—if you’ve been reading my blog for a while—may recall me starting KreatNo

Practicing self-love is just that—a daily practice. We have to continually work at loving ourselves.

It may not seem like it on the outside. I dare say that many of us actually struggle with some form of self love but we know how to hide it

I’ll be honest. One of the hardest things about this growing belly—besides all the obvious discomfort, sore hips, etc.—is feeling good.

Failure honestly hurts. The aftermath is frustrating, heartbreaking, and unwanted. Failure sucks. At first.

That’s right, it’s a day all about desserts, as if you needed an excuse to eat one, or two, or three. I’m all about the yummy desserts. I...

I’m pretty biased about this, I know. But if you know Scott, you know how incredible he is. And people LOVE him. It’s true. nn The first...