The Wildberry Letters: Letter Seven

December 3, 2025

The Wildberry Letters: Letter Seven

The Legacy Thread

There are some stories that don’t end, they simply evolve. Wildberry was never meant to disappear. It was meant to become something truer and more aligned with the legacy of the land.

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If there’s one thing I’ve learned this year, it’s that legacy is not built in a single season of life. It’s shaped over decades generation by generation.

And legacy has always been a big part of this story.

For six years, Wildberry was a love letter I wrote to our community. But before it ever became pastries, candles, string lights and music in a field, it was a farm. Before it was a market, it was land held by Matt’s family for generations. Before it belonged to anyone publicly, it was our home.

And home has always mattered more.

If Wildberry was born from my hands, it was rooted in his. Matt has always been the protector of this land. He’s the steady one who works in the background while I dream forward. He protects what he loves without needing a spotlight. He builds things that last. He stands for purpose more than praise.

People sometimes forget this because I was the public face for so long, but none of Wildberry would have existed without him. We built it together. My heart created the experience, but his backbone held the ground.

And now it’s his turn to carry the land forward.

Wildberry is stepping into a new season as a farm brewery. The next chapter of this land won’t be built from extraction or burnout or hustle. It will be built slowly, intentionally, brick by brick, and brew by brew.

This isn’t about chasing hype or becoming something trendy. This is about preserving a family legacy while still evolving. It’s about protecting agricultural land and keeping it alive for the next generation. It’s about creating a space for community that doesn’t cost us our nervous systems to maintain. It’s about honoring the land, and the man who have both always been here side by side.

You’ll still see me there sometimes. I’ll be helping to shape the brand, build the story, and design the experiences. And I’ll be there holding Matt’s hand at the fundraisers and future farm-to-table dinners. But make no mistake:

Matt will lead the brewery.

Wildberry Farm + Brewery will live under his leadership now, and I am stepping into my own calling fully.

Same marriage. Same family. Same land. Two callings. One legacy.

Wildberry isn’t ending. It’s becoming.

And so am I.

Thank you for loving this place, for loving what we’ve built, for showing up. For being part of a story that will now live two lives: one rooted in land, one rooted in soul.

Both matter. Both continue. Both hold true.

I’ll see you on my path, and I’ll see you at the brewery.

💛Bridget

P.S. If you want to follow the brewery build from the inside, you can join us in Wildberry Brew Notes, the behind-the-scenes letters we will share with you as we build the brewery and begin the journey of brewing beer straight from the farm. 🍻