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Returning Home
Returning home after a year of supporting Grace as she battled cancer, I find myself navigating a world that feels rearranged. Re-entry isn’t just a switch; it’s a soul-level adjustment. Continue reading
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The Art of Becoming: Creating My Way Back to Myself
For most of my life, I’ve been the one who holds it all together. The doer.The fixer.The one who organizes holidays, makes the appointments, gets the job done, makes it all look effortless—even when I’m unraveling inside. I’ve been the… Continue reading
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For The Love of Grace: “No One Fights Alone”
There’s a specific spot on the highway between Salt Lake City, Utah, and Butte, Montana, where I always seem to pull over and fall apart. It’s just past Monida Pass, near the border of Idaho and Montana—a place that’s quietly… Continue reading
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How Sobriety Revived My Family Connections
Like many mornings, December 24, 2022, began with a wine hangover. The night before, I’d had a couple of glasses to unwind after yet another chaotic, fast-paced, nervous-system-frying day. It had become a routine — a Groundhog Day loop of… Continue reading
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I Went to Nepal Looking for Myself and Found a Mirror
I didn’t go to Nepal for the views. I went because something—some quiet, persistent whisper inside me—told me to. I couldn’t explain it. I just knew I was supposed to go, like there was a message waiting for me somewhere… Continue reading
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Tapeworms, Toddler Jeans, and Other Signs You’re Becoming a New Person
“What we fear doing most is usually what we most need to do.” Timothy Ferriss I woke up this morning in a cold sweat, heart pounding, soaked T-shirt clinging to me, hair extra disheveled. Okay, maybe it was one of… Continue reading
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Burnout, the Brain, and the Art of Flow: How Creativity Saved My Sanity
In 2022, I made the big decision to step back from selling real estate, so I could finally address the extreme burnout I didn’t even know I had. Two months before, I’d gone to the doctor for overheating, shortness of… Continue reading
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A Tale of Two Pillows: Staying Grounded Through Routine and Connection
It was a Salt Lake weekend, so I was busy cleaning the house, washing dishes, and putting laundry away. Then it dawned on me — I had no Italian Sweet Cream coffee creamer in the fridge. I drink my coffee… Continue reading
After the Before 