I wrote an email once where I used the phrase, “post bedtime” to describe the timing of when I would complete an assigned work task. The irony did not hit me for many weeks. I selected the phrase “post bedtime” to describe productive hours of my day.

I truthfully do not know the direction of this space. I only know I had to share my writing. I had to write, and I was growing terrified that all of my words would end up lost in my head, lost in pre-bedtime living. I will likely write about the rad tiny humans I hang with most days, my work as an educator, my work as a grant writer, my place as a mother, my Pinterest failures, and my desire for social equity.

Any questions email me!

MORE TO COME….