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Raising Hope: The Final Days

Hey, everyone! Wow, what a crazy couple of weeks. I started with the intent of raising awareness about mass-shootings in America and PTSD, helping  people find hope, and donating to  a non-profit called Classes 4 Classes. In the middle of my charity auction, there was a terrorist attack in Paris, France, and Beruit, Lebanon, both carried out by ISIS terrorists on 11/13/15.

It has been a very…

I sit with my head cradled in my palms, my eyes staring blankly at the ground. A newly poured cup of tea sits steaming on the coffee table next to me, the caffeine calling to me in my tired state. My daughter is wide awake, her third night in a row of staying up well past midnight.

.I feel utterly defeated and emotionally exhausted. I never get a break, day or night. I don’t even usually want a…

Learning to love myself: Imperfect and flawed.

When I think of a photograph, I think of a moment captured in time that can elicit various emotions or memories. A way of preserving precious things that should not be forgotten; of seeing yourself how others see you.

This is me at 10 months pregnant with Violet!

After swimming last week, I was going through the many photos that my Mom took and I noticed that some of them showed my “new” body in…