N A T U R A L L Y,   N A K E D 

These are some words I wrote this morning — on paper with my dull charcoal pencil. As an entrepreneur — and honestly, just as a responsible human being — I believe self-improvement is something we practice continuously. It’s a gift to our children and to the world around us. I do my best to stay self-aware, to keep learning, to understand my very ADHD brain, to trust myself more, and to stop freaking holding myself back. I was listening to a podcast the other day and learned

November gave me these words. No editing. Just the truth as it came out. T Today, I’m sharing them with you. I might show up casual, undone, or in a dress. My nails are never perfectly polished. I’m not the type to stress. My kids just made me care a little less. Some days I’m bare-faced, and feeling a bit disgraced, saying sorry for the mess, but somewhat unashamed. I prefer to be unfiltered, than someone who feels tame. You know I’ve been blessed. You’ve been here before, s

I’ve always had a multifaceted soul, pressing the gas pedal with no steering wheel, heading in directions that don’t always follow the crowd. I probably confuse others — even more than I confuse myself. “It’s a blessing and a curse to have so many loves in life” — and to be someone whose soul wasn’t meant to follow the crowd. These blessings and curses make up a lot of who I am and led me down this path — the path of paving the way for regenerative medicine in nursing in Can