“Bruh, What is Happening With That Beard???”

I started growing this bad boy about a year ago.

At the time, there was no plan for its future.

I just stopped shaving and started watching it grow on my face.

As weeks turned into months, and centimeters of facial hair grew into inches—bringing out various shades of greys, whites, and reddish-blondes—it was as if the wilder it grew, the freer I felt, and the more fully me I became.

Of course, the timing initially coincided with being unemployed for the first time in 17 years—a sudden freedom that felt both unsettling and exhilarating.

But as the weeks turned into months, I started to notice something: my beard’s growth wasn’t just wild and untamed—it was a mirror, reflecting my own growth, my own transformation.

This is a gift we all hold—until the moment we don’t.

Somehow, this beard growing on my face became more than just hair. It became a reminder of how alive and free I was. How alive and free I am.

And in that clarity, just like that, I decided to start my own company.

I had an immediate vision for how it would feel—to create it, to build it, to bring it to life.

As for what exactly it would become, I didn’t quite know.

And the beautiful thing is, even though I know so much more now about what Tewdilly is, what it does, and why it exists… I still don’t know what it might grow into.

And that uncertainty? It feels like possibility.

So, like my beard, I’m letting my company grow as it wants to—wild, natural, and free. And every day, I’m marveling at the beauty of that process.

So, when will I trim my facial hair shorter or shave my face completely? I have no idea.

But I do know this: I’ll never forget the lessons this majestic beard has taught me.