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“Who is that girl I see- staring straight, back at me.” – Mulan

I originally started this page giving you a full epilogue of my entire life. My childhood, my trauma, my healing experiences. Then I realized two things: 1- This section will be an entire book and will probably take me close to a year to write. 2- What has happened to me in my life IS NOT who I am. << read that again.

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I’ve seen how depression, pain, dwelling, darkness, isolation, and sadness ends. Why not try something different. Something I am not comfortable with. Something I have never experienced from those around me. Something that has no blueprint or guarantee. Why not take the leap and see where I land?

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  • Temple
    *written around 2022 I think* My temple has cracks I’ve been chipping away at Thinking I’m laying the bricks But it seems it’s crumbling instead Reconsideration Reevaluation Reassessment Revise Relearn Revamp Rise My temple is sacred And I am the queen Laying the bricks while watching the scene Love yourself Love heals Just love andContinue reading “Temple”
  • Love 2
    *written 11/2/22* old writing When we focus on love There is only love you see When we focus on love There is only you and me No more chores and to dos No more lists or charts Nothing left to be You see Love is all there is Nothing more nothing less Love is aContinue reading “Love 2”
  • Love
    *written in 2019* found some of my old writing and want to include it in this collection Rainbows and butterflies Or storm clouds and moist eyes? Yin and yang, Mother Earth, the big bang Chivalry today just isn’t the same We give just to take Our egos playing games Depending on each other and constantlyContinue reading “Love”
  • No one talks about 4
    Why is none talking about the pride and ache and straight up violent leap that is the age of 4.  The age where we watch our babies turn into kids.  Mumbled words turn into complete sentences and the question “why?” follows every statement. Block houses turn into elaborate monster truck ramps and scribbles on scrapContinue reading “No one talks about 4”
  • Hurt People Hurt People
    The world feels heavy right now, it feels scary. The intense realization that anyone or anything can harm us at any time. As a mother or a parent, you typically have an innate calling to, above all else, protect your children and it’s seemingly getting harder and harder to do so. The city I liveContinue reading “Hurt People Hurt People”