Even the most mundane routines can feel like a warm hug with a shift in perspective. I’m sharing how I turned our grocery haul days into a cozy ritual—from handwritten lists on ivory lined paper to reusable bags, woven farmers market baskets, and a reward latte on the way home.

I'm not here to master each skill I want to explore, but rather enjoy the novelty of it and allow myself to fall in love, with whichever hobbies, naturally.

In this post, I’ll share how I style and shoot casual at-home photo sessions that feel straight out of ‘The Holiday’—soft, sentimental, and full of movement.

In my case it fed my drive to heal and become better. To be tender and careful with the hearts that come into my life. I carry each one like a treasure so as to never break them the way these former friends broke mine. 

you know my best friend BETHANY, the famous artist. well she went to school to become a paramedic. just because she felt like it. and i crave that sort of novelty in life.

Many times I had thought… What is the point of this? Do these words collect dust in this small corner of the internet? Do they carry any weight? But now I write for me, I write for self expression, I write for my own joy in creating something.

I aspire for life to feel like a rom com. always. there is a constant theme of romanticizing life within our home. maybe i’m delusional or maybe i’m a genius for taking this approach in the depths of motherhood. cast your vote my friends.

This loss you are about to battle won't be easy, it’ll feel like you swallowed a million burning stars that get stuck in your throat and down to your stomach. Your heart will ache deeply for the love you had…

We wanted to wake up all together on January 1st, a small way to remember that this year, after a hard one, that we can and will brave it all together.

We laid in our grief that night under a heated blanket as if the warmth would somehow hush the pain… we looked at each other, a silent nod, a quiet understanding and uncomfortable handshake with death.