Less perfection. More truth.
I’m a mom, a wife, and the keeper of a small, slightly chaotic farm. My days are full of kids, animals, noise, mess, and love; often all at the same time. I write here about motherhood as it really feels, about grief, about choosing enough, and about the quiet strength it takes to keep showing up.
I’m an introvert with a loud laugh. Small but mighty. I swear more than I probably should, and I love hard. This isn’t a space for perfection or performance. It’s a space for honesty, reflection, and the parts of life we don’t always say out loud.
If you’re tired, grieving, overwhelmed, or just looking for something real, you’re welcome here.
I just wrapped up a 45-minute endurance run. Forty-five minutes is a long ass time for someone who hates running. And while I truly hate running, it’s helped my mental health more than I can explain over the past couple of months. That’s probably a post for another day. I do some of my best…
I finished my tenth book of the year today. I’m a huge nerd and have always loved to read. It started when I was young; books became my constant, especially because my dad was in the Air Force and we moved around a lot. No matter where we landed, books came with me. They were…
Yesterday I received the hard news that I didn’t get the job. Over a month of Zoom interviews. Waiting. An in-person interview. Waiting. The holidays. More waiting. And then the dreaded email: Thank you for your time, but we’re moving forward with other candidates. Ouch. I was laid off in September, just shy of my…
Still Enough 