It's been eight years since I started writing again. When I started this blog and posted for the first time, it was for an audience of two: my mom and God. Reflecting on my concluding thoughts at this point my journey is encouraging. Did it make me a writer? Kind of!
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The Things I Can’t Write Weigh on Me, So I Bake and Grow
I can't write about everything anymore, but I'm still growing—just like the moonflower that climbed my porch without any tending. Sometimes the best things happen in the spaces between words
The Day I Wielded a Pick Axe and Found My Resurrection
After a devastating fight with Charming, I spent seven hours in my garden wondering if dry bones can live. Here's what Ezekiel's vision taught me about hope, growth, and fairy tale endings.
From Legendary Dreams to Ordinary Love: What My Yearbook Theme Taught Me
Designing a 'Legendary' yearbook theme forced me to face the truth: I used to chase fame and renown. Now I just want a life worth living with the man I love.
Pokémon Go Taught This Teacher More Than Her Students: How to See Who’s Really There
I resisted until Charming showed me lures by the Alexandria waterfront. Suddenly I was talking to strangers, finding connections everywhere. Now facing 60 new sophomores, I realize: my classroom needs to be the best PokéStop ever—where kids catch exactly what they need to evolve.
Learning to Ski at 34: When Falling Becomes Part of the Lesson
I've hated snow since my brother's sled knocked me over at age three. But Charming gave me ski lessons for Valentine's Day, and somewhere between learning proper layers and letting him help me up, I discovered that persistence looks different when you're not alone on the mountain.
Writer's Growth 