Honestly ya’ll, it all started with instagram. So before I go into the pretty words and describing how this all unfolded in all my enneagram four poetic and romantic tendencies, I want to start by saying that it started on instagram. An app that I have come to know and love but sometimes dislike, a […]

I may not know much about divine. But I know what a moment looks like when it is perfectly inline and orchestrated on your behalf. I may not understand entirely how life works or know what tomorrow will hold— but I know there’s a orchestrator who carries both in his very hands. See, I may […]

I think I have been in my own bed a total of maybe twenty times in the past two months. I have seen more suitcases than my own closet and have been inside of more airplanes than my own car. Over the past year or so, I have come to have a really deep love […]

Today marks three years since graduating college. Three years since crossing that stage, pretending I knew what was coming next. Three years since one of the most frantic, overwhelming and uncertain seasons of my life. Today, as I sat and scrolled through photos of that day, suddenly I noticed these these uncontrollable tears just start […]

Let’s talk about the enneagram. So if you’re been around me or seen my instagram then you’ve seen that I’ve been on an enneagram kick lately. I honestly didn’t get it before, a few years ago one of my mentors threw a book at me with a weird diagram on it and I just didn’t […]

Where in the world did this year even go? It felt like just last month we were ringing in the 2017 and now 2018 is quickly approaching in just a matter of days. This year—was a blur to say the least, a really beautiful blur but a blur nonetheless. It was also the year that […]

I was just going to leave it at an instagram post, you know add the hashtag, be part of the movement, try to somewhat stand in solidarity as a cheerleader in this virtual world for all these brave women sharing the darkest and hardest moments of their lives. The first poem I ever wrote (before […]

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Here’s another park thought in my nanny chronicles:  I write these posts as they happen and it went something like this:  I am currently watching as little girls and boys jump in sand, climb trees and laugh until they’re cranky and need a nap or maybe just a snack. And between the monkey bar jumping […]

For the past week I’ve been watching these two girls, nine and five years old. Today I took them to the park and they climbed trees, gawked at dead birds, dared older boys to do adventurous tree jumping and climbed monkey bars. The oldest one climbed the top of the monkey bars and the littlest […]