The Stagers


I didn’t know what to expect when two big SUVs pulled in my driveway and 4 women jumped out with bedding, towels and pillows, flowers and pictures. They all smiled at me and said we are here to get your house ready to sell. This was part of our realtor Dana's complimentary services for her…

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I Am Starting To Like Myself…


Sometimes I feel like I don’t have it in me. To move fast. To say much. To speak in front of others. To provide. To create. To become every day someone new. We are being asked to do so much. It feels very machinery. Robotic with an AI brain. Almost like a factory of the…

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Never Move On From Love


Someone said to me the other day. Christina, you must have not moved on. You are still writing about your loss. I have to tell you my first response was to shake my head and dismiss it. As it is such an untruth. But soon after, I realized how unfair it is to dismiss it, especially…

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It Took Me 3,652 Days to Find My Own Happiness


I don’t know exactly when it started to happen. But there was a moment in time when things shifted towards more happiness than hopelessness. More joy than resistance. More cheer than angst. More present than past. But It took me a decade to get there. Yes ten whole years. That’s 3,652  days.…

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The Stagers


I didn’t know what to expect when two big SUVs pulled in my driveway and 4 women jumped out with bedding, towels and pillows, flowers and pictures. They all smiled at me and said we are here to get your house ready to sell. This was part of our realtor Dana's complimentary services for her…

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I Am Starting To Like Myself…


Sometimes I feel like I don’t have it in me. To move fast. To say much. To speak in front of others. To provide. To create. To become every day someone new. We are being asked to do so much. It feels very machinery. Robotic with an AI brain. Almost like a factory of the…

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Never Move On From Love


Someone said to me the other day. Christina, you must have not moved on. You are still writing about your loss. I have to tell you my first response was to shake my head and dismiss it. As it is such an untruth. But soon after, I realized how unfair it is to dismiss it, especially…

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It Took Me 3,652 Days to Find My Own Happiness


I don’t know exactly when it started to happen. But there was a moment in time when things shifted towards more happiness than hopelessness. More joy than resistance. More cheer than angst. More present than past. But It took me a decade to get there. Yes ten whole years. That’s 3,652  days.…

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