The Journal

The Twenties Survival Guide
Ah, the twenties. Her and I have a love hate relationship. I love love love the thrill of being young and in control of my life. But I hate that...
The Twenties Survival Guide
Ah, the twenties. Her and I have a love hate relationship. I love love love the thrill of being young and in control of my life. But I hate that...

Literally Just A Girl.
We’ve all said it—“I’m just a girl.” We throw it around like an excuse, a way to downplay ourselves, to make ourselves smaller… to not take up space. Worse, we...
Literally Just A Girl.
We’ve all said it—“I’m just a girl.” We throw it around like an excuse, a way to downplay ourselves, to make ourselves smaller… to not take up space. Worse, we...

January Slipped Away
2025 started without me— literally. I was in bed by 9 p.m. on New Year’s Eve. No fireworks, no countdown, just me, my pillow, and the sweet surrender of sleep....
January Slipped Away
2025 started without me— literally. I was in bed by 9 p.m. on New Year’s Eve. No fireworks, no countdown, just me, my pillow, and the sweet surrender of sleep....

Mothers Stand Still
I heard this quote the other day—Mothers stand still so our children can see how far they’ve come—and it hasn’t stopped bouncing around in my head since. Maybe it’s because...
Mothers Stand Still
I heard this quote the other day—Mothers stand still so our children can see how far they’ve come—and it hasn’t stopped bouncing around in my head since. Maybe it’s because...

The Mountains in Our Lives
There’s a moment that hits you halfway up a mountain. It’s not just about the view ahead or the path behind. It’s that gut-punch realisation of how much further you...
The Mountains in Our Lives
There’s a moment that hits you halfway up a mountain. It’s not just about the view ahead or the path behind. It’s that gut-punch realisation of how much further you...

Twenty Twenty Five
You want to know what I love most about a new year? How it quietly arrives, full of promise, asking only this: What will you make of me? I think...
Twenty Twenty Five
You want to know what I love most about a new year? How it quietly arrives, full of promise, asking only this: What will you make of me? I think...