One day you’re winning typing contests on a word processor, the next you’re writing blog posts on your phone with your thumb. This is my love letter to the in-between: the place where grammar rules meet storytelling, and both still matter.

Some childhood moments stay with you because they reveal who you were becoming. Mine happened during an after-school fight I never meant to have and it taught me why silence is never neutral.

No one has it all figured out. The courage to start is the real win. I kissed a frog, and I liked it.

As a kid, whenever I had too much to say, my mom would tell me to “write about it.” I thought she was brushing me off, but she was really handing me a superpower. Journaling grew into the habit that set my intentions, gave me vision, and turned scattered thoughts into clarity and possibility.

“I used to shrink when people asked what I do—until I realized my ‘too much’ was actually my purpose.”