CraiggerBear says hi. I do too.

About Me

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I was totally going to write a book about my life... really, I had plans!

 

But then I got a little busy… you know, leading design teams, raising two amazing chaos agents (a.k.a. kids), grieving the loss of the love of my life, and, oh yeah, keeping my daughter alive. (No, seriously. Hospital stays. Surgeries. Bravery that makes grown adults look like amateurs.) So the book got shelved. Instead, I started this blog. One story at a time - honest, a little messy, and definitely more me.

 

Hello, I'm Julianna — Jules to my friends (and probably to you, unless you're here to sell me solar panels). By day, I design things. By night, I'm a storyteller. Around the clock, I'm a mom, snack curator, an Uber driver (to my kids), and a reluctant expert in staying upright when life flips the table.

 

This blog isn't just a brain dump. It's a place to reflect, to remember, and to say, "Yep, same," out loud when life gets weird. It's where I hold space for joy and grief, design and real life, deep thoughts, and dance breaks.

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Welcome!! I hope something you read makes you laugh, cry, text a friend, or at least nod dramatically in agreement. You're in good company!

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Meet Craiggerbear

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Craiggerbear came into the world during one of those "Is this actually my life?" chapters. The kind filled with hospital bracelets, too many emotions, and far too few snacks. But this isn't just a bear. He's stitched together with love, loss, and a whole lot of Craig, my husband, my best friend, and the kind of person who could make an entire MRI waiting room laugh. Craig had two brain tumors, half his memory, and still managed to comfort strangers like it was his job.

 

"It could be worse." he'd say and he meant it.

 

So I made Craiggerbear. For my daughter. For my son. For myself. To carry Craig's heart forward, steady, kind, and quietly brave.

 

👉 Read the full story of Craiggerbear. He's got a tale worth holding onto and paws that give great hugs.

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Living with Light

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Let's be real: life isn't always soft-focus and motivational posters.

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It's sometimes spilled coffee, back-to-back meetings, and crying in a grocery store parking lot with one sock and no idea what for dinner. But I believe in showing up anyway and in finding shards of laughter buried within the hard ones.

In remembering the people I've lost, not in silent, but in tales, imagination, and the occasional kitchen dance solo. I don't know everything (or even the majority of it). But I do know a fierce love of story, a hard-won hope, and this blog, a space to say: I'm still here, still learning, and still choosing light, one spark at a time.

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So whether you're here for design inspiration, life lessons, or a good cry-laugh combo...

You are in the right place.

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Thanks for being here. Really.