family dynamics

  • They say daughters date their fathers

    They say daughters date their fathers. I used to think I was the exception—until hindsight handed me the receipts. I didn’t want to believe that the man who ignored me, hit me, and never once made me feel protected was… Continue reading

    They say daughters date their fathers
  • A Letter To The Present Me

    Here you are. Take a moment and breathe that in—here you are. After everything you’ve carried, after every impossible choice, every silent battle, you’ve arrived at this version of you. It’s not perfect, and it doesn’t have to be. You’re… Continue reading

    A Letter To The Present Me
  • The Architecture of Quiet

    Some lives are painted in bold, sweeping strokes that demand attention. But mine? It’s written in the spaces in between—in the patterns and connections most people miss. From the start, I saw the world not as it wanted to be… Continue reading

    The Architecture of Quiet
  • Dear Little Me

    There you are. I see you, sitting quietly in that small, unspoken moment—watching, feeling, absorbing. Your eyes hold so much, piecing together the world around you in a way that only you can. You don’t have the words yet, but… Continue reading

    Dear Little Me
  • The Quiet Algorithm

    In the security industry, where echoes of tradition and conformity are often deafening, my journey stands as a testament to the power of resilience, strategic innovation, and a touch of rebellion against the status quo. Growing up in a home… Continue reading

    The Quiet Algorithm
  • The Weaver of Enchantments

    In a world where shadows moved quietly and truths were hidden in plain sight, there was a woman born under a sky heavy with whispers. From the moment she entered this realm, she carried a strange gift—a vision that could… Continue reading

    The Weaver of Enchantments
  • Wall to Wall, Soul to Core: A Space That Holds the Curse No More

    Out on ten acres of untamed land, bordered by forest on one side and a lake catching the last light on the other, stood a cedar cabin—a place carved out not just of dreams but of grit, survival, and a… Continue reading

    Wall to Wall, Soul to Core: A Space That Holds the Curse No More
  • Masks, Systems, and the Game They Play

    She wore the perfect mask, slipping into roles as if they had been created just for her. To the world, she was the ideal CPS worker—calm, composed, reliable. She even ran a daycare on base, taking care of other people’s… Continue reading

    Masks, Systems, and the Game They Play
  • Staged Homecoming

    Deployment’s its own kind of grind—chaos, structure, growth, and survival, all rolled into one. She’d seen it all: Qatar, Afghanistan, Uzbekistan, Iraq, and Jordan. Each mission tested her in a different way—adapt, lead, keep it together—but no matter where she… Continue reading

    Staged Homecoming