About Me

Some may describe me as a lot of a person, intense, or even a bit extreme. I like to simply consider myself passionate. Maybe even colorful.

I’m long-winded because I have so much to say and I truly honestly believe that people want – no, NEED – to hear it. My brain doesn’t process “short and sweet”.

I love going to the gym and anything fitness related. And ironically enough, it’s where I found my fairytale love, earth-shattering loss, and the foundation to navigate soul-crushing grief through faith and fitness. But no cardio for me, thanks. Heavy weights only.

My fairytale love to my incredible husband, Samuel, was cut way too short by an aggressive cancer that ultimately claimed his life in January 2021. We were fully convinced that healing would be found this side of eternity, so you can only imagine the pain and confusion such a devastating death left behind. Add in some heaping portions of trauma, PTSD, and whatever else goes with months of hospital life, caregiving, and ultimately watching the love of your life die a terrible death, and you got quite the recipe for a dish of despair. Unfortunately, I’ve found that the majority of Christians prefer to leave you with “cute band-aid Jesus phrases” instead of learning how to wrestle and sift through the hard questions and immense grief, so my goal is to bridge that gap while I navigate my own journey through this dark and horrifying place.

My motivation and fuel to keep following Jesus no matter the cost comes mainly from PURPOSE. Hearing words like “loved”, “accepted”, or “chosen” do very little to light my fire. My flames are ignited when I’m reminded that I’m a WARRIOR, that I’ve been created for a MISSION, and that there is a BATTLE to WIN. I’m not a fan of devotionals and anything that begins by addressing people as “Beloved” or “Dear Ones” (exceptions made for the Apostle Paul, Jesus, and whoever wrote the Song of Solomon).

All my emotions are processed through intense sarcasm and humor. I see nothing wrong with this, and prefer this to the alternatives (hard drugs, liquor, crocheting).

I love exploring, traveling, and the great outdoors. Airports, beaches, and the mountains are my happy places. Most of the time, I don’t even care where I’m going, as long as I get to go.

My love for espresso deserves its own line. Smooth and black. Oh, and organic, too, please.

I wish I could have a pet llama. Unfortunately, my current residence in Massachusetts won’t allow for such things. I’m still looking for a way around that.

I should probably mention that I’m 100% full-blooded Italian. Therefore, most things will somehow find a way of relating back to food. I always have a lot to say. My loud voice is my indoor voice. And there’s really no way to avoid doing anything without it being over the top.  I’ve come to fully accept this about myself.