Creativity has always been more than something I enjoy. It is one of the ways I find my way back to myself. When life feels busy, heavy, or uncertain, picking up a paintbrush allows me to slow down and focus on one color, one stroke, and one moment at a time. I do not always begin with a perfect plan. Sometimes I simply begin with a feeling. Painting gives me a place to release emotions that I cannot always explain with words. Every canvas reminds me that beauty can come from

There comes a time when you realize you have spent so much energy caring for everyone else, surviving difficult moments, and keeping life moving that you barely recognize the woman underneath it all. Lately, I have been learning that changing my perspective does not mean pretending the difficult things never happened. It means allowing myself to recognize how far I have come. I am a mother, but I am also a writer, an artist, a future college student, and a woman with dreams o

I remember being with my mother and I was telling her my symptoms. I told her my breast were extremely sore and that I had missed my period. I purchased a pregnancy test shortly after I discussed things with my mom. We then went back to my mother's house. I immediately took my pregnancy test. I was so scared to look at the test. In my heart I felt that it was possible that I could be pregnant. On the other hand it was a possibility maybe I was just over-thinking or overreacti