Why I Speak

I survived hospice.
Not as a caregiver. Not as a visitor.
As the one who was supposed to die.

But I didn’t. And when the world went quiet, something inside me got louder.

Over two decades of illness, reinvention, and unexpected endurance have taught me this:

We don’t need perfect stories. We need real ones.

I write and perform personal essays that explore the silence beneath survival, the humor inside hardship, and the strange beauty of starting over — especially later in life. I speak from the middle of the mess, not from the end of the journey.

What You’ll Find Here

I spent too many years unseen — not because people weren’t looking,

but because I didn’t yet know how to speak my truth out loud.

Now, I tell stories that stay with people.
Sometimes they sting. Sometimes they shimmer.
But always, they’re mine.

If you’ve ever had to start over — in illness, in love, in purpose — you might just find a part of yourself here.

I speak the truths that live beneath the surface --the kind you don't see on Instagram.

The quietest stories are often the ones that stay.

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