Born and raised in Arizona, but my heart belongs somewhere in SoCal. My husband is my other half – the yin to my yang. Without him, I cannot breathe. He is stealer of kisses and supplier of Sprinkles Cupcakes. My kids complete me in a way that I never thought possible. The four of them make me better every day of my life. My heart beats through and in between theirs.
I am hard wood floors and excessive amounts of throw pillows. Sleepy Saturday mornings, bare feet on the kitchen floor and cuddles in bed are the little things that make my heart smile. I am creative chaos, all-nighters and perfectionism. Growing up I was the misunderstood artistic one – in my older age this is something I have come to love about myself.
My wardrobe consists of jeans and riding boots, I own way too may pairs of black stilettos and I have to sleep in my husband’s T-shirts. Quoting movie lines is something I have done since the 80′s, I squeeze the toothpaste from anywhere on the tube and running is like therapy for me. I live for rainy days, weekends away and evenings at home.
I do what I do for one reason only. To tell the story. Because it’s within a story that you truly are able to know someone and their life. And their life is a beautiful thing. This blog is a piece of my heart and I’m telling my own story along with all of the other beautiful ones. Thank you so much for being here…