Hi, I’m Hope — a hopeless romantic with a head full of dreams and a bank account that screams "please stop."

I’m a full-time nurse (yes, the kind who runs on caffeine and compassion), a full-time parent (my other full-time job), and a full-time overthinker with a soft spot for sunsets, sad songs, and beautiful cars. I'm married, wrangling life with my little crew of chaos and love, and somehow still find time to pick up a paintbrush or get lost in a playlist I made at 2AM.

Some days I feel like a walking contradiction:
💔 Heart full of love, even when it hurts
🎨 Passionate about art, even when I can’t finish a painting
🌿 In love with nature, even if I'm mostly stuck inside
🚗 Obsessed with cars, even if I don’t have license to drive one

I write this blog because words help me process the mess — the beauty, the breakdowns, the burnout, and the tiny moments in between where I remember why I keep trying.

This space is for anyone who’s ever felt a little lost, a little too soft for the world, and still showed up anyway.

Let’s be honest. Let’s be messy. Let’s be human.