End of July 4th week. I remember that time last year very well. I was in San Francisco with my husband watching the fireworks near the Golden Gate Bridge after driving up from San Diego and
I’m not perfect. And I don’t expect this blog (a reflection of me) to be either. With that said, I want to share an obstacle that presented itself to me that turned into a real
White rice, whole milk, frozen dinner entrées, ice cream, lots of soda, beef patties, and cake. These were some of the things I ate growing up; heck, there were some days that I ate all of
Looking into the mirror these days, I honestly don’t know who the girl on the other side is anymore! 🙂 I would have never believed it if someone told me that I was to run
Road trips. Sure, they are fun to some, but after my giant anxiety attack last summer, I grew afraid of them. So much that I didn’t want to leave NYC. At all. But we shouldn’t
Author’s Note: Writing this post was hard for me, because it made me relive what happened to me last summer that shook my world and turned it upside down. Yet, in sharing this, I am
About Me
Storyteller, Plant-Based Lover, Travel Enthusiast, Latina & Francophile.
I hope in following my travel + wellness adventures that I can help inspire yours, just as others have inspired mine.