I’m not famous.

I’m not flawless. I’m not even fully sure what I’m doing half the time — but I show up anyway (usually with WiFi problems, snacks in my bag, and ten tabs open in my brain).

This blog started as my soft corner of the internet — a place to breathe, reflect, and try again. I’m a student, a mom of three, a sometimes-traveler, and a full-time “let me try that again” kind of woman. Life hasn’t exactly been linear, but it’s mine — messy, meaningful, and occasionally magical.

Here, I write about the in-betweens: missed flights, late assignments, emotional detours, creative bursts, random wins, and that deep, quiet hope that I might just be onto something — even if I don’t have it all figured out yet.

If you’ve ever tried to reinvent yourself between laundry loads, booked a flight with $200 and a prayer, or asked the universe for a sign while staring at your ceiling at 2am… you’re in the right place.

No filters. No fake perfect endings. Just me — healing, building, beginning again.

She, Unseen. But not unfelt.