I’ve always been a storyteller. Here you’ll find a mix of poetry, personal stories, travel writing, and reflections on motherhood, grief, relationships, creativity, and everyday life. Some pieces were written recently, others many years ago, but together they capture different chapters of the things that have shaped me.
Although time is not defined in heaven For us left behind, today marks ‘eleven’ Years of longing and…
February crept up on us In the guise of winter blues As we sat frigid and cold Eyes peeled to the…
I’m left fragmented,Broken in ways unseen.Words fail,So much remains between.Never the same,Forever…
March you left me cold and raw Tired eyes glued to the bathroom floor My head heavy with visceral…
My hope for this yearIs that it will not follow suit and disappear I watch as the same patterns…
I woke up this morning to thirty-three Surrounded by love and precious familyYet tears of sadness…
Today’s anniversary marks ten yearsA boundless collection of bottled tearsYet there is beauty in…
For there is no word more precious than ‘mother’ A woman so effervescent, and like no…
Dedicated and devoted Always giving your bestYou love deeply and intentionally And in that I…