Suspending my life for an entire year. Losing friends and family who just could not understand why I needed to put our relationships on hold while I took care of my parents. Missing out on watching my friend’s kids go from 8 months to 2 years old. Sleepless nights spent worrying, doing laundry, casing my… Read More #worthit


Tattoo Number Two

13 months ago I was 32 years old and had zero tattoos. ┬áNow I’m 1-week shy of 34 and I have two! w00t! My first tattoo was one that I desperately needed. The words, the meaning, the emotions, even the pain – a physical manifestation of the pain in my soul – were all so… Read More Tattoo Number Two