childhood

  • Rooted in Simple Things

    Life moves fast, and sometimes it flips you upside down. This long reflection was just what I needed as we prepare to move again. Rooted in faith, family, and the quiet gifts that shape us, it’s a reminder to lean… Continue reading

    Rooted in Simple Things
  • Little Piece of Crap

    Sometimes it takes a kid’s blunt honesty to remind us how much we’re all just trying to figure it out. This post isn’t about judgment—it’s about showing up as our real selves, checking in on each other, and creating space… Continue reading

    Little Piece of Crap
  • The Day in the Pasture

    In his eyes, I saw the past — fields of tall grass, old friends, and the freedom of youth. This is a tribute to my Dad, a reflection on the weight he carried, the world he watched change, and the… Continue reading

    The Day in the Pasture
  • Growing Pains | Two Tones 🖤

    That house meant everything to them— their first home, their fresh start. But for me, it was a quiet battlefield. A place where I learned to pray, to write, to find peace in the wind and words. Even in the… Continue reading

    Growing Pains | Two Tones 🖤
  • Finding Strength in Surrender: My Path to Healing

    ✨ Healing, Growth, and the Power of Faith ✨ Healing isn’t just about facing the past—it’s about allowing God to transform it. I’ve learned that freedom doesn’t come from simply acknowledging pain but from surrendering it completely. The road wasn’t… Continue reading

    Finding Strength in Surrender: My Path to Healing
  • Bound & Broken

    Life moves fast, pulling us in different directions, sometimes closer, sometimes apart. In March 2020, during a time of deep spiritual awakening and uncertainty, I turned to poetry to process the weight of it all. This original piece captures that… Continue reading

    Bound & Broken
  • Dear Me,

    Dear Me” is a deeply personal letter I originally wrote in 2020 as part of a therapy exercise while transitioning into a new phase of healing. It was a time of self-discovery, growth, and learning to reclaim my voice. Now,… Continue reading

    Dear Me,