Hi! I’m Fran. For as long as I can remember, I’ve been captivated by the art of storytelling, crafting tales both rooted in truth and spun from pure imagination. Writing has always been my greatest passion, a way to channel my creativity, process life’s deepest emotions, and express my truest self through the written word.

 

Over the years, my relationship with writing has evolved alongside me. It has been a quiet refuge in seasons of grief, a mirror during moments of transformation, and a celebration of love in its many forms. I write to remember, to heal, to honor, and to connect.

 

Much of my writing is deeply personal shaped by love, loss, and the beautiful messiness of becoming. I’ve loved and said goodbye to soul dogs who taught me patience, presence, and unconditional devotion. I’ve walked alongside young people who needed to be seen and heard before they could begin to heal. And recently, I’ve stepped into the most humbling and heart-expanding chapter of all: motherhood. Becoming a mom through adoption has filled my life with a new kind of wonder, and I find myself seeing stories everywhere in small, sacred moments and in the quiet in-betweens.

 

Whether I’m writing about my journey with grief, the magic of my dogs Sam and George, the joy and chaos of raising a little one, or the way cinnamon rolls can feel like home, my hope is the same: that you’ll find pieces of yourself in these words. That you’ll feel understood. That you’ll remember you’re not alone.

 

This space is a collection of stories, some soft, some raw, some still unfolding. Thank you for being here, for reading, and for allowing me to share my heart with you.

 

Welcome!