I have footage of me at 2 years old standing on my grandmothers Buick singing into the car antenna. It’s funny how little and how much has changed since then. Of course time has flown. I’ve had my heartbroken, found love, lost loved ones way earlier in life than I should have which somehow beautifully instilled a fear and passion for life in me. I want to see and experience everything this crazy wonderful world has to offer and am scared as hell thinking I might not get to. I’ve been thrown into waters i didn’t always swim out of but those times I did I recognized, learned, and grew stronger because of it. I’m strong willed, stubborn, sarcastic, loyal, driven, and a somewhat functional human being but deep down I’m still that little girl on that car hoping, dreaming, and singing!