I look out our windows at the snow blanketing the open acres that surround our warm, loving, safe home. I know how lucky I am.

Almost two weeks ago I made the decision That I’m done joining in on the cultural delusion The lie, the mutual contract, that insists we...

It was the year before the world fell apart Quietly, my internal world was crumbling From the outside looking in, things looked good I...

It's only been about a week since I deleted Instagram off my phone, but I already feel calmer. There's more space in my head. It's quieter.

In fact, she is different than I am. She did not judge me harshly. As she sat at the table next to me, she noticed me, too.

I wrote this in December 2021 after a particularly difficult mental health day.

August has been surprisingly mild... the mornings have been cool, foggy, and not too humid. These mornings... herald the beginning of fall.

You’re 30, and you don’t cough anymore. Yeah. I thought you’d think that’s pretty amazing. Can I tell you more?

Today I listened to Brene Brown's podcast episode with Karen Walrond on Accessing Joy and Finding Connection in the Midst of Struggle.

I'm telling myself not to as I write this. What will people think? I'm painting myself in such a bad light. I'm feeling low and showing it,

One year since starting Trikafta and we have beautiful, smiley, squeaky infant twins. Kory and I are still in disbelief sometimes.