My Writing

I feel most at home as your mom it’s warm and messy and heartbreaking and honest. home is like that. imperfect yet familiar. different than anyone else’s. like a lens into the new and the nostalgic. like I’m lost and yet the most found I’ve ever been.

to parent is to give and to receive, to learn and unlearn, to do better and to do less, to hang on and to let go, to trust and to question, to guide and to be guided ➰ children give us a lens into how simple yet profound life is.

Still me, half a thyroid less ❤️‍🩹 I recently had the left side of my thyroid removed, because of a cancerous nodule. A number of gifts came from this: we discovered the lump early, it was contained to my left side, and no further treatment is needed. Quite a bit of testing alongside the advice […]

Happy thanksgiving from us, we’re grateful for you and this little space we share together here!  Some years, we feel more grateful than others. some years, we feel more at home within ourselves than others. So if this is one of those years or days you’re not feeling like things are aligned, I am certain […]

Time is such a gift! Reminding myself of how beautiful our world is, and how I want my place in it to be intentional & kind. To trust more than I question, and to love more than I judge. To work more than I wait, and to live more than I work. To give more […]

light-filled reflections 💫 a reminder that we become the words we speak to ourselves; it requires a daily, conscious effort of speaking kindly to our own minds. of knowing how capable we are, how individual we are, how needed we are, how loved we are, how powerful we are, how resilient we are, how beautiful […]