For a long time, my story was defined by the 'sealed fate' that began in the shadows of a ranch in the Nebraska Sandhills. However, I am a daughter of the plains, and I was raised to get back in the saddle, even when I am crying.

This is a testament to the unseen and the resilient.  Here I will document the deconstruction of a past that no longer serves me and the steady, quiet work of reclaiming my future.  This space is for those of us who are learning that our heritage isn't just what happened to us, it's what we choose to build next.  

Grab a seat!  

The wind is strong out there, but in here, we are finding our peace.