I’m not a perfectly polished woman.
I don’t have my life tied up in neat little bows. But I am living proof that God breathes life back into dry bones.
For years, I lived with a soul smothered by depression and anxiety. I hit rock bottoms so deep they felt impossible to climb out of, and wandered through darkness so thick, even a pinprick of light seemed like a cruel dream.
The moment everything broke open was the night I stood on the edge of myself, so buried in depression I wanted to hurt the skin I lived in. I bawled, I prayed, I begged—raw and wrecked—for God to fix what I couldn’t even name. And somehow, through all the screaming and silence, His light found the cracks in me… and started to fill them.
Now, I’m a mother of five, a wife to a good man, a writer with ink in her veins, and a daycare teacher walking beside little souls every day. I don’t always have it together—but I show up with a pen, a prayer, and a passion to help others see God in their own ruins.
Breath & Bone was born from the wilderness and built on the Word. It’s a space where the broken come to breathe, where stories stretch toward redemption, and where dry bones don’t just rattle—they rise.
If you’ve ever questioned your worth, your purpose, your faith—
You’re not alone.
This is for you.
Breath & Bone 