a little about me

Hi, I’m so glad you’re here.

I’m a wife, a mom to four wild and wonderful kids, and the oldest of six siblings—which basically means I was born leading the way, for better or worse. I grew up in beautiful Southern California with a whole lot of Jesus and a whole lot of pain. These days, I call Tennessee home, where life looks a little slower, but my heart beats just as loud.

This blog was born out of heartache, healing, and a purpose filled calling I couldn’t ignore any longer. After losing my mom to cancer when i was only 26, and my brother in a tragic accident where he was killed by a drunk driver four years ago, grief became a language I learned to speak fluently. But so did hope. So did faith. So did the kind of love that refuses to quit, even when the world is crumbling.

Here, I write from the messy middle — the raw, the real, the redemptive. My prayer is that every word invites you to take that first brave step into who you truly are. I want this space to feel like sitting on the front porch with a friend who just gets it. Because I believe every woman was made on purpose, for a purpose — and I believe in you, deeply.

You’ll also hear from other voices here. Women with different stories but the same heartbeat: to speak life, stir purpose, and remind you that you’re never, ever alone.

Welcome to this little corner of the internet where faith meets fire, and broken things bloom beautifully.