I want to tap into my ethereal-ness. I struggle with saying the word as an English major. I know what it means though. e·the·re·al — extremely light, delicate, almost heavenly… like something too perfect for this world. seems too perfect for this world. I have made the conscious decision to…
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Here’s to creating more than I consume: The Bounce Back
I am guilty! Guilty of consuming more than I’ve been creating. I am ashamed to admit it, but it’s true. I finally grabbed my MacBook with a purpose tonight. While I wait for the hot water to boil for my green tea. I got a new creamer that I absolutely…
True Life: I lost my mom
Learning to Breathe, Run, and Keep Going After Loss I lost my mom on August 5, 2025. This is the first time I’m actually writing about it. This past weekend, we celebrated her life exactly the way she wanted: with a party—a real celebration of life. And while I’ve of…
Major Shift Loading: Choosing Me in Every Way
I don’t know if it’s because of me turning 31, being a mommiana, teaching middle schoolers that could care less, or just life lifing, but I can honestly feel a major shift happening in me physically, mentally, and emotionally. And forreal forreal? It’s overdue. I’m tired. Not just sleepy, burnt…
More than a break: A pause with purpose
I go back to work tomorrow! Am I ready? Sorta, kinda. I’m just trying to get this school year over with at this point. I’ve loved teaching up until now, but whew—this year has been EXHAUSTING. Whether it’s a new school year or a new job, I’m craving something new….
When your weekend doesn’t go right, go left.
From Cancelled to Content Queen 👸 This weekend was very much wasted. And no, not wasted as in intoxicated. I mean wasted as in “what even was the point?” It was supposed to be a kid-free weekend. I had plans—or so I thought. I knew I HAD to lock in…
Maybe This Is the Start of Something
Unfiltered thoughts on failure, family, and finding freedom at thirty. Today I had to submit a letter to my principal requesting an extension of my provisional teaching license. And I don’t know why, but it bummed me out. I feel like a failure sometimes. But in the same breath, I’m…