Life is meant to be lived fully

  • A Girl’s Best Friend

    Dog person through and through! 🐾 Meet my rescue pups, Ella and Dozer—my heart in fur form. Every dog I’ve had has been rescued, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. So many amazing pups are waiting in shelters… Continue reading

    A Girl’s Best Friend
  • I Am About to Confess

    A humorous and heartfelt look at life with chronic illness—and how coffee, candles, and a whole lot of lavender help me stay grounded. Some might call it indulgence; I call it survival. ✨ #fabricthatmademe #balance #chronicillness #confessiontime #scentthereapy #essentialoils #cleanliving… Continue reading

    I Am About to Confess
  • I Could Live In A Sweatshirt

    👕💙 It’s not just a sweatshirt—it’s a feeling. Gifted to me by my dad over 30 years ago, this cozy navy cotton piece has become my favorite item of clothing. Worn a million times, it still holds warmth, comfort, and… Continue reading

    I Could Live In A Sweatshirt
  • Simple Thanks

    💌 Gratitude isn’t just what we say—it’s how we live. In this short reflection, I share how I express thankfulness through small, intentional acts of kindness. Whether it’s a message, a gesture, or simply being present, the quiet ways we… Continue reading

    Simple Thanks
  • Made With Love

    There’s something unforgettable about a meal made with love. Whether it’s my Grandpa’s greens, my dad’s smoked chicken, or the flavors from travels near and far—every bite holds a memory. It’s the comfort of home, the joy of tradition, and… Continue reading

    Made With Love
  • America and a Paris Daydream

    What’s so wrong with wanting it all? Living in the best place in the world while dreaming of bringing the charm and creativity of Paris to life—right here at home. It’s my American home and my Parisian dream! ✍🏼☕ Continue reading

    America and a Paris Daydream
  • The Day My World Stopped| Every May It Hits A Little Harder

    Every year I feel the loss of you as if it was yesterday. I’ll never get use to you not being here. miss you forever. Continue reading

    The Day My World Stopped| Every May It Hits A Little Harder