Writer Observer Overthinker

I’ve always been a communicator — but for years, I was the voice behind the curtain, crafting speeches, scripts, and strategies for my clients. Then life cracked open. My dad chose a medically assisted death, and I chose to start owning my words.

These days my writing is less stuffy, and more human.

My topics of choice include my unusual, uplifting and sometimes darkly funny relationship with mortality; my love affair with our off-grid BC-coast cottage; and the perpetual self-improvement project that is being a daughter, wife, and mother.

Welcome and thanks for being here!