Healing + Growth
🌱 A soft space for inner work, emotional healing, and imperfect self-growth.
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Learning To Take Up Space
A mom’s journey through shame, strength, and self-care I woke up at 5:19am, one minute before my alarm was scheduled to go off. I scramble to turn off my alarm before it goes off, hoping to not wake my exhausted husband. I stumble into the bathroom where I laid out my gym clothes. I don’t love the early wake ups, but it’s the only time I can make it to the gym and I have to prioritize taking care of myself or I’ll burnout (more than I already am). I’m proud of myself for even making it to the gym. It’s weird to say that after 5+ years of my…
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[thirty] + [six]
I am a classic enneagram two, the helper. Focusing on the comfort and needs of others has been my default for as long as I can remember. my birthday has been something that I have used to give myself some sort of permission to focus on myself. it’s the time when my brain tells me that it’s ok to think of myself first. being from a larger family made it hard to stand out. being the “good” kid made it even harder. but I know for sure that there was at least one day a year when it would be about me… my birthday. I had several amazing and memorable…
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Never Say Never
Never. Again. I swore up and down that I would never get married again. I had fallen for the “happily ever after” trap once and was not going to make that mistake again. As a very young and naive barely twenty year old, I met a boy that I thought was my white knight. He came riding in on his high horse to rescue me from the chaos and instability of my life in that moment. In my desperation to feel loved and accepted, I lost myself. It wasn’t all at once, but piece by piece I willingly sacrificed nearly everything that made me who I am to gain that…
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recovering perfectionist.
Guys! There are exactly 28 days left until the end of the term. Twenty-eight. Also, this is my LAST TERM of grad school. Coincidentally, in the same month I graduate – I turn 32 AND it marks 2 years since the end of my nearly decade long marriage. WHEW. To say I’m ready for a new season is an understatement. It’s been over 2 years of late night classes, weekends of homework, recordings of sessions… right along side two years of being a newly single mom, recovering from heartbreak I thought would kill me, and getting to know my genuine self for the first time in a long time. Going…
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it takes a village
It doesn’t just take a village to raise a child—it takes one to carry a mother. This honest post explores the power of asking for help, soft strength, and support in modern motherhood.
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Giving Voice To The Struggle
📌 Editor’s Note (2025):I wrote this at a time when I was unraveling—personally, emotionally, relationally. What I didn’t fully name then, but I see clearly now, is that this particular struggle wasn’t just about anxiety or overfunctioning. It was panic—panic born from the moment I sensed my relationship shifting. The man I loved had started pulling away, and somewhere deep inside, I knew. That awareness lived in my body long before it reached my mind. Back then, I was still calling it stress. Still blaming myself. Still overcompensating and shutting down in the same breath. I was neck-deep in high-functioning anxiety and didn’t have the language to describe it, much…
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Healthy Mind, Healthy Body
Oh hey there. It’s been faaaaaar too long. I had a moment this summer when I realized that I was trying to juggle so many different things and doing none of them exceptionally well. I wanted so desperately to be good at everything and ended up feeling like I wasn’t good at anything. And while it was something I loved and worked so hard to build… the blog was something I had to let go of updating regularly. Who knew being a wife and mom, running (and expanding!) several businesses, trying to maintain my own health and fitness, and figuring out life with a kid now in school would be…
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Twenty-Eight
Yesterday was a special day… my birthday! My twenty-eighth birthday to be exact. Birthdays have always been fun to me. They are another day to celebrate and look back on the past year and set goals for the year ahead. I have a blurred memory of lots of my birthdays growing up… the first one I remember was when I was 4. I remember getting this big brown teddy bear that I actually may still have in the basement… There was one that was a surprise party on Easter Sunday, that may have been my 7th I think. I had my easter dress, bonnet, and gloves on and heard the…
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Just Stop.
Stop. Just stop. Just for a minute. Take some time to enjoy the life you already have. In our world busyness is often mistaken for success. we complain/humble brag about how incredibly busy we are. yet somehow in between the hustle and bustle of being busy or talking about how busy we are we forget one important thing. to live. in the here and now. in that moment of cuddles before bedtime. of laughter and bubbles at bathtime. because 10 years from now I won’t remember if my kitchen was clean. or what that stranger on instagram posted. I am so terribly guilty of this. I have chased my dreams…
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Owning Your Journey
Sometimes I have things planned out to write about. Today was one of those days where I had something totally different scheduled but when I read this post called “of tiny pink dumbbells and fat chicks” I felt inspired to write something totally different. So here we go… when i first started trying to lose weight i thought i could just drop the weight and be done with it. i’d be a before and after. i’d have one of those wildly successful blogs where i shared all my secrets. i’d get to my “goal weight” and then be able to eat whatever i want and live happily ever after. ha.…