Be Broken. It’s Beautiful.
I’m Broken — and It’s Beautiful.
Life stacked the odds against me. So, I did what anyone determined to try would do — I tossed out the deck and made my own damn cards.
This space? It’s for you. A reminder that you are so much more than the story you’ve been telling yourself.
If I can rise from the ashes, you can too.
I’m not special — just a mama to a tiny genius, a coffee addict, and a recovering perfectionist who still stumbles. I fall down, I get back up, and every day, I try to be 1% better. Through it all, there’s always been a light inside me — sometimes blazing bright, sometimes barely flickering — but never gone.
The cracks, the jagged edges — they’re not flaws. They’re the pieces that make your story a masterpiece.
Your Journey is Our Journey.
Cut the BullShit. Life is Hard.
What I’ve learned, there are two paths. Light and Dark.
It’s not a monumental step that’s going to change your life. It’s time and small steps onto the path you want to find yourself on. You chose if you want to be in the light or the dark. No one can change it except for you.