I started writing when I was just a pup. Back then most of my stories were about my dreams of growing up and becoming a bunny or my alter-ego, Katie the Crime-Fighting Kid. In high school I kept writing—entering essay contests to fund the poor choices I was making, as I tried to navigate growing up in the Los Angeles suburbs. (Don’t worry, dad, I don’t do that anymore.)
I initially started this site as a means to advocate and share about the 8 years of my life spent working on Skid Row. I’ve moved on since then, working with homeless teens under the banner of Young Life in San Diego—and it seems this site has turned into a place to just be human together.
But you should be warned: it’s messy around here. You’ll find a lot of unanswered questions about faith, pleas for peace and justice, stories of hope and honest encounters with my rarely filtered awkwardness. You’ll also find many, many typos.
This is a place I hope you can find yourself too. A place to breathe and know it’s okay to be imperfect. I am still learning how to do this, but perhaps we can do it here together.
Want to read more? Here are some of my favorite pieces from around the world wide web: