Mother. Daughter. Sister. Friend. Writer. Editor. Reader. Episcopalian. Southerner. Music lover. Part-time comedian. Wanna-be rock star. Hot mess.
All of those titles describe me, but for years I let them all define me. I spent decades hiding behind the armor of perfection until finally it just got too heavy. I’m ready to lay it down.
This blog is about owning my story – the happy parts and the sad parts. It’s about revealing myself to the world as a work in progress, as a messy, imperfect human trying to figure out this thing called life. It’s my gift to myself. I hope you’ll enjoy it, too.