I still remember my first home studio/ craft room/ office.  We were newly married, living in my parents basement and navigating life with a baby and adult responsibilities.  I had invented my own product ( a nursing cover that actually covers you) and had a blossoming little etsy shop that I was running from said…

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Medicine isn’t always a potion or a pill. Sometimes it’s a person, or a place, or a path, or a passion. This is a sample of my mine. … The overwhelm hits me and my stomach punches back. A battle commences inside me. I over committed again, said yes to too many new things when…

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This is a self-portrait. People don’t always see the real you. They see through their own lenses of insecurity and judgement, we all do it. The world changes, people change, depending on who is looking. The mirror doesn’t typically show you who you really are either. At least that’s the case with me. It shows…

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