Home wasn’t always easy. It was chaotic. And I learned to stay busy; tennis, school, work, anything to avoid sitting still. I was away more than I was home. On the outside, I looked driven. On the inside? I was dysregulated, overwhelmed, and angry. I coped the only way I knew how: by controlling whatever I could.

But deep down, I knew: this isn’t who I really am.

My grandparents were my steady place; loving, honest, and full of unconditional grace. I hadn’t yet learned how to regulate my nervous system, but there was always a whisper in the back of my mind:
“What would happen if you kept going?”

When my tennis career ended at RIT after a brutal ACL + meniscus tear, I knew to shift. I graduated from RIT as an American Sign Language interpreter, packed up my life, and moved to a little beach town in Virginia and that’s where my healing really began.

I made friends. Lost some. Lost myself, too, more than once.
I started therapy. I got kind with myself.
And somewhere in the middle of it all, I fell in love with a Navy Sailor from Ohio, married him, and we've built a loving life together and had our daughter, who changed everything.

Becoming a mom made me question everything I thought I wanted. I couldn’t live just through work anymore and I didn’t want to be only a stay-at-home mom either. I quietly craved something that felt like mine. Something I could build. Something that made sense in the chaos and more importantly, something I could share.

Like so many of the women I work with now, I had a million ideas… and no clear direction. I signed up for a virtual assistant course, got overwhelmed, and doubted what I had to offer. But I also had scraps of time, an overflowing brain, and a deep, gut-level belief that business and life could actually be friends, if I stopped trying to force one to fit inside the other.

After Nora was born, I went back to the course but this time, intentionally.
I took my time. I got my first client. I hired a mentor. I pivoted. I failed. I kept going.
And slowly, I started to believe: I’m actually good at this.

Now I show up as a hype woman, a strategist, and a second brain; helping mamas, military spouses, and neurodivergent creatives find clarity in the chaos, momentum in the mess, and confidence in building a business that actually aligns with their life.

That belief became the heart of my work.
And it changed everything.

Who knows...maybe it could change for you too?

I grew up in New York; bold, independent, a little spicy (just ask my mom, who dropped me off at preschool expecting tears and got a confident “Bye, Mom” instead). I’ve always gone against the grain but that didn’t mean I always felt sure of myself.

Home wasn’t always easy. It was chaotic. And I learned to stay busy; tennis, school, work, anything to avoid sitting still. I was away more than I was home. On the outside, I looked driven. On the inside? I was dysregulated, overwhelmed, and angry. I coped the only way I knew how: by controlling whatever I could.

But deep down, I knew: this isn’t who I really am.

My grandparents were my steady place; loving, honest, and full of unconditional grace. I hadn’t yet learned how to regulate my nervous system, but there was always a whisper in the back of my mind:
“What would happen if you kept going?”

When my tennis career ended at RIT after a brutal ACL + meniscus tear, I knew to shift. I graduated from RIT as an American Sign Language interpreter, packed up my life, and moved to a little beach town in Virginia and that’s where my healing really began.

I made friends. Lost some. Lost myself, too, more than once.
I started therapy. I got kind with myself.
And somewhere in the middle of it all, I fell in love with a Navy Sailor from Ohio, married him, and we've built a loving life together and had our daughter, who changed everything.

Becoming a mom made me question everything I thought I wanted. I couldn’t live just through work anymore and I didn’t want to be only a stay-at-home mom either. I quietly craved something that felt like mine. Something I could build. Something that made sense in the chaos and more importantly, something I could share.

Like so many of the women I work with now, I had a million ideas… and no clear direction. I signed up for a virtual assistant course, got overwhelmed, and doubted what I had to offer. But I also had scraps of time, an overflowing brain, and a deep, gut-level belief that business and life could actually be friends, if I stopped trying to force one to fit inside the other.

After Nora was born, I went back to the course but this time, intentionally.
I took my time. I got my first client. I hired a mentor. I pivoted. I failed. I kept going.
And slowly, I started to believe: I’m actually good at this.

Now I show up as a hype woman, a strategist, and a second brain; helping mamas, military spouses, and neurodivergent creatives find clarity in the chaos, momentum in the mess, and confidence in building a business that actually aligns with their life.

That belief became the heart of my work.
And it changed everything.

Who knows...maybe it could change for you too?

I grew up in New York; bold, independent, a little spicy (just ask my mom, who dropped me off at preschool expecting tears and got a confident “Bye, Mom” instead). I’ve always gone against the grain but that didn’t mean I always felt sure of myself.