Trust, a dichotomy, and life is messy, y'all.

There is this notebook I have, with gold letters on the front that reads “best day ever” it is cut up and scarred on the front (*ahem I may have left in in the car on a cold day with a bottle...

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Birth and an introduction:

Writing is a lot like childbirth. Starting with an idea in your head that begins to grow and move. Gaining in size and sentience, becoming something of its very own. It becomes heavy, a beautiful...

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The Gallery, the Symphony and Starting Over.

Photo credit: Leslie Ghag Photography My house is a gallery. Maybe yours is one too? A lovingly curated gallery of half empty coffee cups, water bottles, lonely socks. My kids contribute to the...

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