Last week I shared the story of the day I almost didn’t make it home. This week I am sharing something that felt even harder in a completely different way. Sitting at a table with my parents beside me and a kind, patient lawyer across from me, writing my will. Answering questions no one ever wants to answer. What happ…
There is something incredibly special about walking into a community theater and feeling the hum of anticipation, knowing you are about to witness something built not just on talent, but on heart. Last night, I had the absolute joy of attending KMCT’s production of Frozen alongside my nieces, and it turned out to be…
Having the chance to write this article about Kiarra feels like coming full circle, not just for her story but for my own life as well. In 2015 I was a mom nervously dropping my boys off at summer camp for the first time. It can be a scary thing trusting someone else with your kids. Kiarra’s mom, Chelsea, who ran the …
A month ago, I was taken by ambulance because I was in DKA, and it was not the first time. I had been on the Mobi pump for about a year and a half, and in that time I had already gone into DKA three times, over the last year and a half. Once in Las Vegas during our move back from Arizona, I managed to pull myself out…
Today's meet me Monday is heavy, but so is the World we are all living in... People say it’s sad when friendships end over politics. And they’re right, it hurts. But what we’re living through right now isn’t just politics. It’s morals. It’s humanity. It’s about what kind of country and what kind of people we choos…
I am super excited to meet Valarie L. Harris of Varris Marketing, what a power house, and a wonderful person to highlight this week following, international Women's Day. A call to action for an interview was answered by Valarie, with openness and enthusiasm. Fourteen years ago, Valarie L. Harris took a leap tha…
Living in Vegas was one of the best times of my life. But when you live somewhere you truly love, you eventually discover things you might have been happier not knowing. I can still picture my boys playing at Fox Hill Park, overlooking the valley as the city rolls down toward the Strip. From that hill the lights feel …