Tics speak truths my voice won’t utter, a stuttered drum beneath my calm facade They ripple through my quiet moments,…
The Weight of Time and the Pull of Solitude
I Was Supposed to Be Dead by Now. Six years ago, I wrote the blog post, “Shaking and Alone: My Life…
Shaking and Alone: My Life with Tourette Syndrome
My mother has dementia. She is in the final stages. She no longer knows who I am, not really, but…
Morning Weather
Most mornings begin gray.Not the sky, the spirit.I wake with a forecast already written,doom and drizzle, chance of thunder.Coffee helps…
I Was Supposed to Be Dead by Now
The room is quiet.My body is not.There is a hum under the shirt,a current no one sees,a tide that moves…
The Shore That Remembers My Name
I think of the ocean daily.Even far inland, I hear it.A hush that is not silence,a strength that is not…
Again From Here
I wake with questions again.The mirror shrugs back.Coffee tastes like yesterday reheated. I’ve drafted brave oaths before.Calendars ghosted my calls.Doors…
Fit In To Stand Out
We were raised on be unforgettable,be different,be the loudest color in the room. Every quote on a wall saysstand out,be…
We Stand Because They Dared: A Columbus Day Reflection
We often look back at history with self-righteous eyes, quick to condemn those who lived in a world we can…
2025 Cowboy 200
Pumped to cross the Cowboy 200 finish line, three years running. I came in dinged up, undertrained, a little stubborn,…
Puzzle Without a Picture
The rope sings thin between my fingers.The knot scalds my palm, the drop waits, patient.I have hauled heavier loads,waded deeper…
Character, Courage, Charlie
Let me speak plainly, to honor a great man, and to mark this moment with clarity and resolve. Charlie Kirk…
Suffer Well
We arrange our days like careful furniture,paths cleared, corners cushioned, so our shins do not find the coffee table at…
Why 200 Miles?
I’m not built for distance, yet the long miles call. Days off grid with pack and sky. Like life, doubt, a low point, one more step, small joys. Finish brings quiet peace, the knowledge I endured.
Swipe, Pray, Repeat
I used to walk into roomsand meet wonder without trying,first dates were laughter and easy light,keeping love was the lesson…
Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Pizza 