How I got here and all the things that matter (maybe just to me).
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After-School Specials
Typical ’80s life took over once my life ‘normalized.’ I watched cartoons on Saturday mornings. I watched Murder, She Wrote and Matlock with my grandmother. We watched Wheel of Fortune as a family. Sunday was reserved for football and sitting on the couch next to my dad watching our favorite teams has always been my…
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It Wasn’t All Bad
By the time I turned 8, I had watched my mom enter rehab twice, my dad once, and I had moved around quite a bit. I never attended a school for more than three years – even all the way through high school. I never lived in the same house for more than a few…
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The Ones That Hurt
You can’t read this one without reading the Polaroid post – I mean you can but you’ll lack context for sure. But you do you boo – I’m going to tell the story regardless. If my memory serves me correctly, because no one in my family talks about this part, I was 4. I’m pretty…
I’m a mom, daughter, sister, friend, workerbee, entrepreuner, lover, fighter, and survivor. I’m the keeper of secrets, bandaids, insecurities galore, and also, ponytail holders. But here within these pages is where I will share it all.
Cross Paths With Me…
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This Is My Path 