Another Year Older, Still Becoming: A Love Letter to the Woman I Am
I thought my last year in my forties might make me sad. Instead, I'm more excited about life than ever. After years of doctors predicting milestones I might never reach, I'm choosing to stop counting down and start living. Here's to being 49, still healing, still dreaming, and unapologetically becoming.
Still Becoming Still Coming Home to You
Twenty-six years of marriage, and it’s still the little things: an inside joke, a hand reaching for mine, the laughter only he can bring. As Dave and I celebrate our anniversary, I’m reflecting on how we’ve grown together—and why, through every version of ourselves, he still feels like home.
The Love Behind Willow and His Magic Sock
I was at one of the lowest points in my life when I watched Willow roll onto his back and play with a sock, completely delighted. I wanted to feel that kind of joy again. I didn’t know it yet, but I was already imagining the story that would become Willow and His Magic Sock.
I Thought Surviving Was the Finish Line. Twenty-One Years Later, I Know Better.
Twenty-one years after my first cancer surgery, I’ve learned that survival was never the finish line. It was where the work of reclaiming myself—and truly living—began.
The Footprints We Leave Behind
One hundred elephants came to Boston, but what I found among them was more than an extraordinary art installation. The Great Elephant Migration became a moving reminder of community, resilience, coexistence, and the footprints we leave behind.
I stayed
There were three significant moments in my life when I could have died by suicide. For a long time, I carried shame about them. I understand those moments differently now. I didn’t truly want my life to end — I wanted the pain to end. And somehow, I stayed.
My Spirit Was Shaped by Fire
A personal reflection on spirituality, healing, and finding my way back to myself through Pilates, meditation, and grounding—discovering that sometimes our spirit isn’t taught. It’s shaped by fire.
It’s Never Too Late to Become Yourself
It’s never too late to become yourself. A personal reflection on healing after trauma, rediscovering your identity, and finding the courage to embrace who you’re becoming.
My Story is not Your Gossip….It’s My Testimony
What became “tea” for someone else….became my testimony.
