The Mother

I wanted to start this week off by sharing with you, THE Mother; part three of my upcoming book, SHE: … More

Wanderer

For me, the wanderer stage was from approximately age 13 to… now… (damn it). Ugh, The wanderer stage. The role … More

You know what I’ve noticed since being in my thirties? Less judgment. More cheering. In the last year, I’ve started … More

Twelve months ago I started running. Running was the only form of exercise I could fit into my day once … More

She doesn’t always wake to the chimes of motivation and inspiration; some days she is drugged and dragged, tested and … More

Her pages had been empty of late, left in a drawer under sharpened pencils. Dust was settling around ornaments of … More

She wasn’t sure where to start: she wasn’t sure she’d ever finished. She met herself in the middle, turned herself … More

She scratched at the sting on her shoulder, the gnawing at her neck, it inched itself closer to her ear … More

Monday was looming, she could hear the marching soldiers of prep meals, exercise and wine reduction. But while Sunday still … More