here i am—
The people who know me best know that I have library cards in three counties, that I have a favorite tree, and that my greatest aspiration is to unite a lost pet with its owner.
I will, at some point, say the wrong thing at the wrong time. I will trip over my own two feet. I will spiral. I’ll be too proud to invite them into my grief. I will apologize and try again.
I will always cry during S1E5 of Ted Lasso and literally every episode of The Anthropocine Reviewed. My love languages are “let me know when you get home,” finding the perfect greeting card, dad jokes, and the smirk emoji.
My hair is getting a little bit gray nowadays and I still don’t quite know what to do with my anger, my clumsy hope, my creativity, my softness, or my nighttime routine.
Putting pen to paper is the best way I know how to make sense of myself and the world.
I’m grateful to be known. I’d be grateful to know you back.
If you’re curious about this sort of thing, I have a degree in counseling psychology with a minor in biblical and theological studies. I spend my days working with foster families in my community. I’m an INFJ and a 2w1 on the Enneagram.