Hello.

I suppose I should officially introduce myself.

Hi, I’m Kate.

I wanted to take a moment to introduce myself and share what this space is all about. The Space Between Lives is my digital notebook — a place where I sort through the questions, hopes, fears, and contradictions that come with deciding whether or not to become a parent. It’s messy and deeply personal at times, but my hope is that through this honesty, you’ll find something that resonates with your own story too.

I’m married to my best friend — truly the most incredible partner I could ever ask for. We’ve been together for over a decade and share our home (and most of our hearts) with our dog, Max, who is the light of our lives. He somehow manages to make every day a little softer and a lot more joyful.

I’m in my mid-thirties, though most days I still feel twenty-three — curious, restless, and full of questions about what’s next. For work, I’m fortunate to spend my days supporting people of all ages with disabilities — a career that grounds me in perspective, gratitude, and purpose. It’s the kind of work that reminds me, daily, of the beauty of being human.

Outside of work, my life is built on small joys that keep me balanced. During the week, you can usually find me at a boxing class, Pilates, piano lessons, or playing volleyball with my rec team. Every night ends the same way — with a book in hand. Usually fantasy, romance, or a thriller I can’t seem to put down. (I’m always looking for new book recommendations, by the way — please share if you have one!) On weekends, I’m try to carve out time for catching up with friends and family or getting out to enjoy the outdoors.

Health is important to me; however, I’m definitely guilty of drinking more coffee than water (oops!). I love watching sports — mostly football and UFC, but I’ll happily get into a good hockey or baseball game. I’m generally mellow and quiet, but if you bring up outer space or the universe, I’ll talk your ear off. There’s just something about the vastness of it all that fascinates me.

Here’s something you should know about me: I’m not a writer. I have never journaled. I think the highest grade I ever got in high school English was a B. So what makes someone a writer? Is it the act of writing itself? If so… I guess that makes me one now.

So, bear with me as I find my footing here — as I learn this platform and document a journey I’m still in the middle of.

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Every day, I wake up genuinely grateful for my life — for my health, my relationships, my work, and the small routines that fill my days. Don’t get me wrong, none of it is “perfect,” but I’m entirely grateful nonetheless. My life feels full. But is it fulfilled?

That question — the one that lives in the space between full and fulfilled — is part of why I created this Substack. I wanted a space for connection.

Is parenthood the path for me? For us? I don’t have the answer yet — but I’m here to explore the question.

I recently read that “Substack is a platform for words, not numbers.” But I don’t know… I think those numbers do matter. Because those “numbers” aren’t just digits — they’re people. People reading, feeling, and maybe relating. People searching for connection, just like I am.

So here I am — writing to find clarity and community. This is a space to be honest about the messy, meaningful parts of life: the questions around parenthood, purpose, identity, and the weight of societal expectations. A place to think out loud, to vent, to wonder, to agree, to disagree…

This is where I explore the tension between longing and uncertainty, fulfillment and fear, identity and change — all with an open heart and (hopefully) a little grace. If you are, or have ever been, in this uncomfortable “in-between space,” I hope these words remind you that you are not alone.

No matter what — welcome. I’m so glad you’re here.