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“Who is that girl I see- staring straight, back at me.” – Mulan

I originally started this page giving you a full epilogue of my entire life. My childhood, my trauma, my healing experiences. Then I realized two things: 1- This section will be an entire book and will probably take me close to a year to write. 2- What has happened to me in my life IS NOT who I am. << read that again.

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I’ve seen how depression, pain, dwelling, darkness, isolation, and sadness ends. Why not try something different. Something I am not comfortable with. Something I have never experienced from those around me. Something that has no blueprint or guarantee. Why not take the leap and see where I land?

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  • No one talks about 4
    Why is none talking about the pride and ache and straight up violent leap that is the age of 4.  The age where we watch our babies turn into kids.  Mumbled words turn into complete sentences and the question “why?” follows every statement. Block houses turn into elaborate monster truck ramps and scribbles on scrapContinue reading “No one talks about 4”
  • Hurt People Hurt People
    The world feels heavy right now, it feels scary. The intense realization that anyone or anything can harm us at any time. As a mother or a parent, you typically have an innate calling to, above all else, protect your children and it’s seemingly getting harder and harder to do so. The city I liveContinue reading “Hurt People Hurt People”
  • Time is a thief
    Time goes by- the only true certainly in this life while we are alive. There will be another day, and another after that and then some more. Another week, another month, another year. And with each passing moment there is also a stark reminder that we will never get that past moment back. That momentContinue reading “Time is a thief”
  • I met my younger self for coffee
    I met my younger self for coffee one Sunday afternoon. She was running late because she double booked – I was prompt but my mind a million other places. She orders a caramel macchiato, I go for a decaf since I already had 1 cup today at 630am. She’s beautiful, confident and vibrant but notContinue reading “I met my younger self for coffee”
  • A Retreat (Part 1)
    re•treat; (v) move back or withdraw I write this almost 118 days from when I experienced it and I wonder why I did not write about it then.. but all we have is now. I’ve recently been reminded of my inherent gift of writing (I say gift not because I feel that I’m that goodContinue reading “A Retreat (Part 1)”