My journey toward  true authenticity began in 2017. I found myself standing in front of a mirror. I had wholeheartedly embraced the teachings of my youth, which professed that true fulfillment as a woman was found in securing a good husband, nurturing a family, and embodying the roles of wife, helpmate, and mother. Nine years into a marriage, I began to question the societal narrative of monogamous matrimony and motherhood that had so strongly influenced my sense of self-worth. At some point,  I was hyperattentive to every need within my home as a distinct way to avoid the internal war of infertility and self-doubt that  paralyzed me for so long. I failed to realize the one person I wasn’t caring for was me.

I stood there, unable to recognize the woman staring back at me. She was a shell of a human after years of emptiness, exhaustion, and misery. Faced with a crossroad, I contemplated two distinct choices: one, to continue my life, shackled by feelings of barrenness, worthlessness, and inadequacy or two, to courageously step away, heal from my scars, and discover the woman I was destined to become. 

I began my transformative journey during the first year after my divorce. A journey to rediscover the woman who, over time, had vanished beneath waves of self-sacrifice. Guided by one hell of a therapist, I slowly uncovered her presence. It was as if, one day, the fog lifted. I stood in front of a very different mirror: an image of beauty and intelligence. I had always believed in her existence, yet our paths had never crossed until that moment. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I studied her reflection, feeling a mixture of honor and a sense of loss for the years spent apart. I had so many questions: Where had this remarkable woman been hiding? How had her strength and confidence remained obscured from my view, especially in dark times that I needed her? What could she have achieved had I recognized her sooner? And now, faced with endless possibilities, what adventurous paths will she take now? This very encounter marked the beginning of an ongoing adventure of cultivating this new me. Of course, my journey isn't without struggle and pain. 

In October of 2023, I placed a deposit down on a tiny office space, where I am determined to write my first of many novels. The goal of this website is to journal my struggles and celebrate my tiny accomplishments along the way. My hope is to inspire people to stand at the helm of their life, become passionate about who they are, what they want, and grant themselves permission to pursue it vigorously!