I’m a woman who spent years building a life that looked good on paper—a thriving real estate career, renovated homes, and a portfolio designed to one day fund a life of slow, soulful travel with my very handsome, kind-hearted husband.
And then… life happened.
In the midst of my life re-design, where I was preparing for my big leap into a nomadic lifestyle, my youngest daughter was diagnosed with cancer. So she and I packed up, relocated to another city, and began a new kind of journey—one I never asked for, but one that’s teaching me more than I could have imagined.
Now, I’m somewhere between “before” and “after.” Still raising a daughter. Still guiding 2 adult daughters. Still adjusting to my new role as a Grandma. Still wandering the mountains and photographing what I see. Still dreaming of the road. Still becoming.
This blog is my love letter to the in-between years—that space where grief, grit, gratitude, and growth all live together. It’s for anyone navigating a pivot, craving more meaning, or quietly rebuilding a life that makes sense from the inside out.
You’ll find reflections, real talk, midlife humor, and plenty of big-hearted truth.
No filters. No final answers. Just one foot in front of the other—and a deep desire to create something beautiful, even here.
“Live in each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influence of the earth.”
The moment those words hit my ears, my world fractured into a Before and an After. And just like that, we were no longer fighting for answers — we were fighting for Grace’s life. Continue reading
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
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
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
House and pet sitting? How the heck did that happen, and why now? I’m glad you asked. I’ve collected a lot of hobbies over the years, but the one that’s been calling the loudest for the past decade is travel.… Continue reading
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
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
“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
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
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