About the time I was coming around to the idea of starting a family, it was all gone. Suddenly I had to accept a new reality once again; that I wasn’t going to become a mom this time. I’ve spent the past two months riding the emotional rollercoaster of losing one reality and having another back. I was finally healing from my broken foot and could adventure again, I could enjoy that glass of wine, and plan that next trip. The idea of waking up tomorrow and suddenly switching the mindset and reality AGAIN is scary.

In April I released the bestselling book The Power of Pivoting - How to Embrace Change and Create a Life You Love. The book has turned into a mastermind, a retreat, and so much more! We also started the podcast Stumblin’ Forward and Steve and I started a local food show Denver Diner Duo. It’s been an exciting few months!

The Power of Pivoting - How to Embrace Change and Create a Life you Love was a book that I never planned on writing. I always had it in the back of my mind that maybe someday I would write about my journey but I just thought “How can I write a book when I’m still in the middle of the story” But then I realized that my middle might be someone else’s beginning.

As we all hunker down and quarantine to flatten the curve of the coronavirus spread, it’s all over the news and social media: “Just relax on your couch with your family and enjoy this time together.” But what if it’s just you, a bottle of wine, and a dog that’s not the best at conversation? As articles and news stories come out about home schooling your kids, games to play with your family, and the best ways to connect with your spouse, there’s not a lot of options for us singles out here.

In ONE DAY I learned my dream job was a bit of a scam, had a friends memorial, my dog ate a chocolate donut and had to be rushed to the vet E.R. and the guy I'd been dating on and off for almost a year, who was supposed to be my best friend, left my keys under my mat and ghosted me. Two days later and a few glasses of wine in, a neighbor came to pray with me that peace would come soon and things would slow down for a minute...5 minutes later I got the call that my grandpa died. Throw in a few other hiccups and man has this year has started out tough!

One year ago my life changed. One year ago I began what I should call chapter 2 (or chapter 237 but who’s counting the amount of times I’ve started over now). And it all began at the Devil’s Punchbowl…

Reflecting back on 2016 brings tears to my eyes. And not in the way people would expect. This year has bent, twisted, and broken me in more ways than I can count. One year ago I never would have imagined that the future I was planning would never come to pass and that all of my plans would blow up in my face...and I would be eternally grateful for that! I never could have seen that what should have been a terrible thing, turned into so many blessings! That I would finally see how strong I am, realize the amazing people in my life, and find a faith that had been there all along but now I truly understood.