perpetually human.

For the days you feel too much, say too little, and wonder if you’re the only one.

A space for the messy middle — life’s parts that don’t always make sense but still deserve to be said. I write through identity, motherhood, marriage, and the raw work of being human.

For my daughter. For myself. For anyone trying to live with tenderness and truth.

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When she turns ten → Breaking cycles I never asked to carry.

Mimi → Tracing her in books, freckles, and recipes.

I’ll see you again, Hitch → In our place of peace and play, bathed in golden light

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  • A Letter from My Past Self Changed My Definition of Romance

    When I was 15 and deeply in love, I wrote a letter to my future self and sealed it away to open one day. As the years passed, I lost track of the letter and forgot what I had even… more ›

  • My Dog Visited Me One Last Time

    I hadn’t dreamed of him in years. Then suddenly, there he was—joyful, young, and running through gold and light. more ›

  • How to Express Gratitude: Pay It Forward

    Reflecting on gratitude amidst personal achievements, emphasizing the importance of “paying it forward.” Sharing support and kindness cultivates a deeper appreciation, fostering connections and uplifting others. more ›

  • The problem isn’t overconsuming. It’s how we’re consuming.

    Underconsumption-core is a thing these days, but I don’t want to just consume less. I want more meaningful consumption. Why? Because I’m hungry for knowledge, hungry to experience, hungry to know what I can know. But I want to do… more ›

  • Flowers: Given. Placed. Pressed in time.

    A few months ago, I took my first ikebana class with two mom friends I met in the early, blurry days of parenthood. It was an opportunity for us to slow down, to make deliberate choices, and chase the satisfaction… more ›

  • The Tension of Living Alongside Nature

    There was a loose piece of awning above our garage—open just enough to catch my eye. I closed it and made a mental note to screw it shut later. Then I went back to my morning coffee at the patio… more ›

  • Learning at a Toddler’s Pace

    Sometimes parenthood gifts you with moments that feel like those nightmares where you’re showing up to class in your underwear — vulnerable, exposed, trying to play it cool. That’s how I felt at gymnastics today, watching my toddler running off… more ›

  • Transforming People Pleasing into Assertiveness

    Building confidence and assertiveness as a people-pleaser is hard. Here are some steps I’ve taken to overcome it, and some practical phrases to take to your next meeting. more ›