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This is my heart, and this is my story.

Here you will see a glimpse into my heart as I share some of my deepest felt emotions and most difficult life lessons. My goal is to be utterly raw and honest while protecting and honoring the stories I hold most dear. Ones of grief, of hope, and of healing.

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My Body Remembers.

I wasn't sure if I would write about the one year mark of being back in the states. It seems surreal to type that out even still. I...

A New Year.

It’s a new year, and as much as I wish it came with a restart button that brought us each back to full battery, it doesn’t really work...

Fragile.

Well, what a year. The last couple of months have been a whirlwind that feels like it scooped me up and dropped me a few states over (by...

Moving forward

I’m starting this post with some news: I’m officially moving! The decision to take a step toward planting roots here, rather than wait...

Healing isn't the Absence of Scars

They say that time heals all wounds. Truthfully, I don't believe time actually heals anything. I think that time only distracts from the...

Planes, Trains, and Scooters

I promised a more light-hearted post, and though in a way this will be, I realized I struggled with writing a post highlighting all the...

Let The Walls Crumble

There is a battle within myself that I have armored up for and lost...many, many times. My weakness: avoidance. If you have ever read...

The front porch

The place where we stood to welcome and wave goodbye at Maria's is on the front porch. No matter the time of day or the weather, we ran...

Split

Living as an expat raises many challenges: The feeling of your heart being ‘split’ between two places is just one of them--it’s a tender,...

Beauty Through Brokenness

“We are hit with the reality of this life over and over again. We cling to flower crowns, festivals, cotton candy and dancing in parks...

Breathe

This is for anyone who has felt the fierce pull from the undercurrent of sudden loss. I've written many journal entries on the subject,...

Hold Everything With Open Hands

I categorized this blog into the ‘grief’ column. I will be writing several posts on the subject, as I have felt the acute sting of...

Shout Their Worth

So, we show up to battle. We come adorning armor linked with fierce proclamation of their beauty and worth.

I'm back.

I wish I had kept up blogging or journaling like I have during past experiences or seasons of my life, but this one was just too...

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