When I was in 8th grade, we had to write a paper of “What I want to be when I grow up?” I was in Mrs. Limbaugh’s class at the old Jr. High building. I hand wrote on lined paper with a pencil about the career of being an archeologist. There was something soothing about being outside, digging, dusting, and the hope of finding fossils or dinosaur bones. I have no idea where this came from. During my childhood, I played a lot of teacher and doctor–like most kids. My grandmother w

In the spirit of reflection and setting intentions for 2026, I thought it would be fun to do my own version of “Spotify Wrapped” except with the highlights of my year. First of all, I know it’s a privilege to live the life I do, in recovery from my eating disorder, in freedom, and to have resources and access to the things I enjoy all around me.  This blog is a little longer and has lots of pictures.  January Kicked off 2025 with so much connection. I was part of a webinar wi

About a month ago, my life changed in a way I never saw coming—but in the most beautiful way. After graduation, I have balanced two jobs:...

When I do a speaking engagement with Dr. Tamara Pryor, we leave ample time at the end for audience members to participate in Q&R...