
We make our way down unexpected paths, carved by circumstances that are out of our hands and stem from heartache, happiness and hardships. And more often than not, the people we meet along these sudden trajectory shifts that life dares us to triumph over, are just as unexpected but completely necessary in order for us to come out on top with minimal scarring. Sharing the intimacy of our personal progress brings us together and is the decisive element that allows us to manage destructive struggles. This space is dedicated to the stories about the paths I have taken and the people who travelled them with me. Some paths are short, some long. Some people are constants, some are momentary visitors. Some are traumatic, some are comforting. All of these roads deepened my roots and established who I am: daughter, sister, mother, friend, dog-mom, writer, drummer, farmer, bee-whisperer, chicken wrangler, hockey player, squash player – and so much more to come. May the sharing of my stories strengthen your armor to handle life.