My Story

Growing up in Pennsylvania I was introduced to the outdoor space at an early age. My parents were avid day hikers in the Poconos and upstate New York where my grandparents lived. We'd spend a weekend a month driving to their property near the Catskills. Looking back at the amount of time I was fortunate enough to spend with the horses, making perfume out of mud water and flowers, catching tadpoles, and helping my grandmother bake bread in her pantry, is a time I reflect fondly on. It only lasted ten years until she passed but they were moments given to me that introduced me to the quality of being in this short yet wonderful life of ours. Although just one of many moments that brought me to this connection, I think it's a nice sneak peek into my personality.

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I explored a lot of New England as a kid and slowly expanded my experiences out west. I fell in love with the mountains and the Pacific Ocean, I then fell in love with writing, and awareness of others. We moved to the Chicago area and during college i lived in Maine for a summer working for an adventure magazine called 'Wild Northeast'. I spent the summer driving from Brunswick with my lobster roll and mozzarella sticks to the White Mountains of New Hampshire, blasting Fleet Foxes, delivering magazines to independent stores along the coast. I moved to DC right before the pandemic to figure out a chapter of life, and found myself back in Chicago shortly after traveling and working as a Content Producer for Parks Project. 

Timestamps for the memory box and creative moments keep me going. I'm humbled to share my story and hope you'll let me be a part of yours. 

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