Here’s to 25.

More than ever I know I am not alone in saying: what a year it has been…


This post is mostly a personal reflection, a recount of the past 12 months and all the feelings, changes and growth that happened along the way. I can’t promise it will be very cohesive, but it feels important for me to write out as many of these events seem to be serving as catalysts for new things in my life. 


Having just returned from my first solo road trip I celebrated turning 25 by completing my third egg donation on my birthday - one year ago today. I had just moved out of my parents house, was renting from a  friend and planned on living there until my trip abroad began in April. Thanks to COVID that was a no-go and instead I moved to Annapolis to live with my grandmother. Two months later, a tornado brought a tree down on her house and we had to evacuate. Time to move back in with good ole Mom and Dad! I am beyond thankful that no one was hurt during the storm and that I have family and friends to fall back on in times like this. I now feel like a pretty professional mover which should come in handy during my next move - into my van 😳. More on that at the end of this post...


In the pre-Covid period of 2020, I flew to Jamaica and had a rad time with my roomie. That trip was so different from any others I have taken. Being at an all inclusive resort while  seeing poverty and men with rifles just outside the gates brought me into a different head space. One of my best friends also lost her mom that weekend and I struggled to justify being in vacation mode with so much wrong happening around me. I held onto the notion that if it were a friend in my place I wouldn’t want them to miss out on something positive because I was in a time of loss. Easier said than done, but repeating that mindset got me through the weekend.


We spent most of those four days napping and reading on the beach with countless piña coladas, but the highlight by far was swimming with horses. I will never forget galloping down those back roads, racing along the beach and feeling the horse under you go from walking to paddling.



Coming home meant another two months to work on plans for my big trip before flying to South Africa in April. March had other plans though… Walking out of the meeting where put in my 2 weeks I heard the TV announce schools were being closed statewide. While my initial impression was “this will be over in a few weeks” I eventually realized international travel wasn’t going to be back to ‘normal’ for a very long time. Here’s to hoping that’s part of my 2022 story…


When May came around I knew it was time to pivot. The country was on lockdown, I was unemployed and didn’t know what my next chapter was. I wasn’t sure what I wanted work to look like in the immediate future or a year from then, but when my mom and I were inundated with requests for face masks that became our next venture. Full story on that business in a post to come-


With the support of my life coach Justine I started planning an exciting new chapter in the most uncertain of times. 6 months later my van life plans are coming to fruition and I am busier than ever with a spectrum of creative projects that I plan to share here and on my Instagram. In October I purchased a 15 passenger van to convert with my dad and live in full time next year - please send all your favorite spots for me to visit along my travels ❤️ While on the road I plan to continue doing freelance design work and staying open to whatever other art forms and projects work their way into my story. 



Last of all I begin injections today for my next donation cycle with Shady Grove Fertility making this year really come full circle. 25 has held so much growth, exploration, handstands, audiobooks, flexible plans, new connections and an openness to what could be. I have a hunch 26 will all of that and more...



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