How it all began! 


To say that I’m ecstatic that you’re here is an understatement. I’ve been pouring my heart over this project for quite some time now. Like everyone else, I have hopes and dreams. Growing up as an only child, I was extremely hard on myself. All throughout my early 20s, I strived to be “successful.” But what IS the actual definition of success? … Like many, I followed the safer route. I majored in healthcare just like the rest of my family. I figured I would find/feel what I was looking for once I entered the field. Also, it gave me the security of being able to say, “Yes, I’m college educated, and I work for this company and this is what I do.” But truly - in my heart, it wasn’t something I was passionate about. Yes, I was good at it, but I didn’t go home after a day at the office feeling fulfilled. Still, I was so stuck in what society calls “successful” that I stayed.


Owning a business in the hospitality industry has always been a distant yearning. I’ve toyed with the idea of opening a restaurant but I’m not much of a food connoisseur… If you ask me what I consider amazing cuisine, I’ll say tacos from the taco truck without missing a beat! So, I knew that was a no go. 


I tried to think of ideas, but nothing came… then one random day, after spending some mindless time on Pinterest pinning away at random images, I thought, “I WISH there were places in the Central Valley like these.” THEN the idea came to me! And I was so engulfed with the excitement that I immediately started writing down my thoughts and ideas. From that moment on, it was as if something was opened in my heart. I wrote out my plans and told my husband – bless his heart for thinking I wasn’t serious – lol! But I left the room and came back with a complete draft of my business plan and he knew his wife meant business. Haha! After that day, we started looking for land. With the guidance and help of our agent, we found the perfect piece of property that also happened to be zoned commercial! It was as if the land was waiting for me all this time. Yes, I believe in fate. 


I’m 28 years old now and I’m not constrained by the standards I used to categorize my accomplishments into and my feelings about success are different from what they used to be. Yes – I'm scared. I'm scared as all get out because there could still be a chance that this all fails. But fear has a way of stopping us from doing life. So I decided to embrace the fear and instead of letting it cripple my dreams, it's going to help me get there. I owe it not only to myself and our little family, but most importantly, the little boy who calls me mama.

our family~ my everything & my purpose.