just a blooming woman
getting to the roots.
I guess this is a like a digital Airbnb (minus the unnecessary fees).
Blooming Hurts
Blooming Hurts
In Blooming Hurts, a collection of poetry & prose for the soul/soil, I invite you on an intimate journey through my garden — delving into childhood, love, self-discovery, self-acceptance, healing, and fresh starts. I hope that my words serve as a testament to the transformative power of vulnerability, reminding you that although blooming hurts, it makes our petals all the more worth it.
“I just reread through your book and I literally get chills because it was just so beautifully written. Truly God's gift girl. Just so relatable and comforting to feel seen and understood through someone else's words.”
she’s in her blogger era:
SOUL FOOD
(it’s like if a newsletter, blog, & instagram photo dump had a baby.)
in a world that moves so fast, sometimes we need a soft place to land. a place that provides sustenance and substance. a place to connect, slow down, unpack, reflect, express, and be nourished on a soul level.
being from the South, the concept of soul food has always resonated with me. the love you can taste in every bite. the warmth, the comfort, the flavors, the colors. *chefs kiss* I aspire to create that same sense of warmth, comfort, and safety here as I share my journey and experiences with you. don’t be shy, go ahead and grab your plate.
integrity is more than just telling the truth. it’s about living our truth as well.