I’ve kept a journal since I was a young girl; writing has always been a part of me. But I hid it. I didn’t know what vulnerability meant and I surely didn’t know how to let people truly see me. I appeared to have it all together as a kid and even young adult, but something was missing, even though I knew Jesus. When I came face-to-face with my battle with depression in 2013 God began to pull back the blinders I had been living with my whole life; shame, self-deprecation, limiting self-beliefs. Now, I am getting braver in addressing who I really am in Christ and expressing myself through my poetry, spoken-word and love for classic literature. I live in Bonney Lake, WA with my husband (who is an amazing pastor) of 20 years, our 4 terrific kids and our 1982 Westfalia Vanagon. I am a northwest girl through and through; I love rain, hiking, camping and coffee.
Like Kari, I have been journaling for many years. But, because I struggled with English courses in school while math and science came easy to me, I did not engage my desire to write until later in life. I used to define myself by career success (my pridentity), and I used to associate vulnerability with weakness. But, through faith, relationships, writing and trials, I am discovering that vulnerability is a courageous path to freedom, connection and my true identity in God. I am a mom to two inspiring girls, a physical therapist, and a lover of story, 5am, musical theater, Oprah chai tea and Theo dark chocolate. After more than a decade in the Seattle area, I still don’t drink coffee or carry an umbrella. But, I do love running in the rain and think that 65 degrees and partly cloudy is a nice day.