“She’s not trying to be difficult. She just wants the truth—before someone else decides how to spin it.” Who She Is Ellie is Rowan’s daughter. Seventeen. Sharp, loyal, and a little impatient with people who say one thing and do another. She has a strong sense of right and wrong, especially when it comes to… Continue reading Ellie
“He doesn’t say much. But he’s always listening.” Who He Is Cal is Rowan’s youngest—quiet, thoughtful, deeply intuitive. He’s the kind of kid who hangs back during the chaos and catches the joke no one else heard. He doesn’t need to be the loudest voice in the room. He’s more interested in watching the room.… Continue reading Caleb (Cal)
“She doesn’t need things sugarcoated. She needs them real. That’s how her mother raised her.” Who She Is Pepper is Mira’s daughter, but she’s also her mirror.Blunt, brilliant, and emotionally attuned beyond her years, Pepper has always seen things clearly, even when it hurt. She’s the kind of kid who listens harder than she lets… Continue reading Pepper
“She did everything right—and still lost. Now she’s learning that control isn’t the same thing as love." Who She Is Paige is polished. Brilliant. The kind of woman who walks into a room and makes people straighten their posture. She’s sharp, driven, and not used to being second. She was raised in a cool, polished… Continue reading Paige
“He didn’t arrive with a grand gesture. He arrived like a question Mira didn’t know she’d been asking, and answered with silence, with steadiness, with presence.” Who He Is Rowan is a builder. Not just by trade, but by nature. He creates quiet spaces, designing and building floating homes, sustainable waterfront structures, and rooms where… Continue reading Rowan
She wasn't looking to be rescued, just met. In the quiet, in the chaos, in the tender in-between. Who She Is Mira is a teacher, a writer, a mother, and a woman who has rebuilt herself more times than she can count. She was divorced before thirty. It wasn’t just the end of a marriage,… Continue reading Mira
Sometimes it feels like the universe is giving your heart pop quizzes. You meet someone. You feel a flicker... something promising, alive, tender.You open, maybe cautiously, maybe even a smidgen braver than usual.And just when you start to wonder, “Could this be something?” It stalls.There's silence.A shift.An unanswered message.An echo where presence used to be.… Continue reading You’re Not Being Tested. You’re Being Prepared.
There’s power in naming what we want out loud.Even when it’s messy.Even when it feels like too much.Especially then. But I won’t pretend it’s easy.I’ve spoken my desire and watched everything fall apart.I’ve asked for more and have been met with endings.I’ve used my voice and then questioned if I should’ve stayed quiet. So for… Continue reading What I’m Learning About Wanting
I thought I’d know who I was by now. And while I know myself more deeply than ever, there are still pieces of me shifting, reshaping, becoming. But maybe the most honest thing I can say is: I’m in the in-between. Not lost. Not broken. Not spiraling. But not fully arrived either. On the cusp,… Continue reading The Art of the In-Between
Confessions of a Late Bloomer Part 16 I used to think desire meant surrender.That if you felt the heat, you had to follow it.That wanting someone meant saying yes with your body,even when your heart hadn't caught up. I’ve learned better. These days, I’m no longer rushing toward the spark without checking where it leads.I’m… Continue reading Wanting Without Losing Myself
