Hello, I’m Bria. A honeybee once tied to a single hive, now gently drifting from bloom to bloom.

I didn’t choose to leave my home. One day, a storm came, and it was gone.
No buzz. No warmth. Just silence.

At first, I flew in circles, trying to rebuild what was already lost.
But the world had other plans. And I had to learn to listen. Here are the three truths I found among the wildflowers.

1. What’s Lost Isn’t the End, It’s the Start of Something Else

Losing your place can feel like losing your purpose.
But sometimes, it’s just your roots asking to grow in new soil.
I grieved my hive. But I didn’t stop flying. And that’s how I found a garden I never knew existed.

3. Keep Pollinating, Even If You Don’t Know Where It Leads

I used to measure my worth in honey and hives.
Now I leave small traces of beauty behind me, even if I never see the bloom.

You don’t have to know the outcome to make the effort meaningful. Just keep showing up with gentle wings.

A Final Whisper from Bria

Loss will change your path.
But it won’t take your wings. Let go of what was.
Trust what’s blooming.
And keep flying.

There’s more life in the wild than you ever imagined.