03/31/2026
It has been a long time since I last posted. The deaths of my parents, one year apart, left me apathetic towards keeping up with social media, or my newsletters, as I once used to. I scaled back on offering walks, and paused selling my creatives. As anyone who’s lost a parent knows, grief is a personal thing that affects everyone uniquely. I have taken this time in the quiet to really take stock of my future. Though I face many years ahead without my parents, I also have many years to live life to the fullest. This means spending time with the people I love, making memories with my family, nourishing relationships new and old, paying attention to my mind and body when rest is needed, continuing time in nature, nourishing my creative self, and picking back up on unfulfilled dreams.
The biggest, scariest, and most exciting dream I’ve jumped into has been enrolling as a graduate student in the Master of Social Work program at UNH. It’s been nearly 30 years since getting my undergrad degree with the intent of someday getting to this point. Well, someday is finally here.
I’m only in my first year, so it’s hard to say where I will land just yet. My interest mainly lies in clinical work at the moment. I know for certain I would like to incorporate therapeutic expressive arts and mindful time outdoors into my counsel with clients, either one-on-one or in small groups. My background in fitness may also come into play, lending itself to helping people achieve their health goals. There are really many possibilities, and I’m open to all of them.
